“These will instruct you in how to recover the sun fragments,” I said. “Take them and go.”
“But—,” Polykrates said.
“Go!” the voice of Zeus roared from my lips.
Both groups retreated from the cave, and the spirit that raised me up went with them to ensure that they would gather up the sun fire and depart, carrying back to their homes the secrets we had imparted. As the thunder left my heart, Athena reappeared and whispered reassurance that there would be no battle today; neither general would risk losing what we had given him for the sake of stopping the enemy.
An hour later the gleam of fire from the mountaintop that had colored the sky a rich golden red diminished and eventually vanished.
“They have taken the sun fragments,” I said. “It is accomplished.”
“What have you done?” Aeson asked.
“I have changed the war,” I said, “from a desperate struggle of two sides that cannot comprehend each other, and so can do nothing but battle, into a conflict between nations that will grow to comprehend each other, and so need not fight over all things and need not treat the whole of the universe as material for their strife.”
“I do not see,” Aeson said, staring up at the sky and following the path of ’Elios with his romantic’s eyes.
“For nine centuries the Akademe has justified to itself its failure in investigating Taoist science by declaring that once the Middle Kingdom was conquered its scholars would be able to learn all the secrets of that study. But by giving them what I had learned of Taoist science, I lit a fire that burned away that excuse, a flame of research that will consume every mind in the Akademe. Nine hundred years of pent-up desire will burst forth, filling every scholar in every field with the need to understand his counterparts in the Middle Kingdom. A new form of glory will rise up in the Akademe; heroes will be made for advances in Taoist science rather than solely for military work.”
’Era settled on Yellow Hare’s shoulders and her divinity added depth to Yellow Hare’s voice. “And Sparta will accept that the nature of this war has changed from eternal conflict to intermittent strife, from continuous battle for a final goal to occasional fights over specific objectives. The glory of war will rise to new heights as well when the heroes of Sparta accomplish great deeds that will not be reversed in a year or a century or a millennium.”
“And in the gaps of battle,” Ramonojon said, sitting peacefully on the ground in his saffron robes, “both sides will have to speak to each other.”
Aeson turned away from his study of the sky. “That I do not see,” he said.
“My notes told the Akademe everything I know about Taoist science,” I said, “but though the gods themselves aided me in learning it, still I do not know much about the Tao or the flow of Xi and the manner in which it guides nature. Phan’s notes are similar in what they tell the Middle Kingdom about Delian science; there are many gaps in his understanding of matter and form, of material and force. Both sides have enough information to start their researches, but progress will be frustratingly slow.”
“The Akademe has worked slowly before.”
“But they will know that the enemy has the answers to their questions. They will try to use prisoners to get information, but that will not get them far. In the periods of peace when Sparta and the generals of the Middle Kingdom have nothing to fight over, questions will be asked and answered across the no-man’s-lands, and scholars who bring back knowledge from such interchanges will rise high in the Akademe.”
My throat was suddenly dry from all this talk, and I felt a weariness in my heart, a lethargy that seemed to flow from the core of my being through the whole of my body.
Without being asked Yellow Hare brought me a bowl of water from the icy stream.
As I closed my eyes to drink the cold water of Earth, my heart filled with a vision of Olympos. From the cloud-wrapped heights of the divine mountain, ’Ermes descended on winged sandals and touched me with his serpent-entwined rod. The god of messengers caught up my soul and carried me up the side of the mountain here to the courts of the gods.
O divinities assembled, that is the whole of my tale. I have tried as best my mortal heart could comprehend them to heed the commands and warnings you gave me and have endeavored to carry out the duties you placed upon my shoulders. I lay myself at your feet and clasp your knees in supplication, hoping that I have accomplished your ends. Kleio, I pray that my deeds will lead to the restoration of your worship. Selene, ’Ermes, Aphrodite, ’Elios, may your celestial bodies never again be carved up for the sake of human war. Athena, O my patroness, I pray that I have freed your city from its self-induced blindness. And to you, O Father Zeus and you, ’Era queen of heaven, I give thanks with all my soul for the honor you have shown me, the honor of serving you in the ordering of the world.
“A fast-moving and highly provocative first novel.”
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This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this novel are either fictitious or are used fictitiously.
CELESTIAL MATTERS
Copyright © 1996 by Richard Garfinkle
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Edited by David G. Hartwell
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Garfinkle, Richard.
Celestial matters / Richard Garfinkle. — 1st ed.
p. cm.
“A Tom Doherty Associates book.”
ISBN 0-312-86348-9 (pb)
I. Title.
PS3557.A71536C4 1996
813'.54—dc20
95-29998
First hardcover edition: April 1996
First trade paperback edition: July 1997
eISBN 9781466838970
First eBook edition: February 2013
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