The Flyers of Gy by Ursula K. LeGuin
Рассказ, который тронул меня больше всего из прочитанного за последние полгода. Про людей с крыльями.
It took me quite a while to get home, and Mama came in just a little after me. She looked at me and said, 'You've been out,' and I said, 'I flew, Mama,' and she burst into tears.
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To me they are simply excrescences. Growths. Impediments to walking, dancing, sitting in a civilized manner on a normal chair, wearing decent clothing. I refused to let something like that get in the way of my education, my whole life.
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Shortly before I left I asked him, "Do you ever dream of flying?"
Lawyerlike, he was slow to answer. He looked away, out the window.
"Doesn't everyone?" he said.
К сожалению, я сейчас туплю и не могу быстро найти в Сети перевод, знаю только, что он существует. Оригинал здесь.
It took me quite a while to get home, and Mama came in just a little after me. She looked at me and said, 'You've been out,' and I said, 'I flew, Mama,' and she burst into tears.
***
To me they are simply excrescences. Growths. Impediments to walking, dancing, sitting in a civilized manner on a normal chair, wearing decent clothing. I refused to let something like that get in the way of my education, my whole life.
***
Shortly before I left I asked him, "Do you ever dream of flying?"
Lawyerlike, he was slow to answer. He looked away, out the window.
"Doesn't everyone?" he said.
К сожалению, я сейчас туплю и не могу быстро найти в Сети перевод, знаю только, что он существует. Оригинал здесь.