“What I think,” he said,... «Circe»
robot2 мая 2018“What I think,” he said, “is that Scylla has escaped the punishment you intended for her.” “What do you mean?” “Think. What would an ugly nymph do in our halls? What is the worth of her life?” It was like the old days, him asking, and me without answers. “I don’t know.” “Of course you do. It’s why it would have been a good punishment. Even the most beautiful nymph is largely useless, and an ugly one would be nothing, less than nothing. She would never marry or produce children. She would be a burden to her family, a stain upon the face of the world. She would live in the shadows, scorned and reviled. But a monster,” he said, “she always has a place. She may have all the glory her teeth can snatch. She will not be loved for it, but she will not be constrained either. So whatever foolish sorrow you harbor, forget it. I think it may be said that you improved her.”
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