Темное, кривое зеркало. Том 5 : Средь звезд, подобно гигантам.
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Edgars tapped the commpanel on his desk, deep in thought. "Miss Hampton," he said.
"Yes, sir."
"I believe I have an appointment with Mr. Zento later this morning."
"Yes, sir. In two hours."
"Inform him that something has come up unexpectedly and I will be unavailable. In fact, I will be unavailable all day."
"Yes, sir."
Edgars sat back, fingers steepled in front of his face, masking his expression. Smith liked that. Skeletal fingers were preferable by far to the sight of that grinning skull.
"You've changed," Edgars said. "I've seen that expression in people before, some young men, some very old. I was a little younger than you when I first saw it on myself in a mirror."
Smith said nothing, content to let him talk.
"You've seen something, or done, or felt, or experienced something. Whatever it is, it's completely changed your entire world–view, hasn't it? When we are young, we have such clear ideals, such a precise understanding of the world and our place in it, and then occasionally something happens to shatter all that. Where once there was certainty, now there is only doubt.
"I saw it in myself when I first spoke to a telepath. I had seen them before of course, and I had always known of their existence, but it was the first time I had spoken to one.... I could sense her superiority beneath the surface. Despite the uniform and the badge and the gloves, she still behaved as if she was better than us."
He sat forward.
"And do you know what? She was right. They are better than us. They have a power that I cannot comprehend. Oh, I can imagine it, but I can never know for certain. That revelation, that I was a second–class citizen because of something missing in my mind, in my DNA.... well, that changed me. I saw everything differently from that moment.
"You've seen something as well, haven't you? What is it? I assume that's what you came here to tell me?"
Smith nodded and walked forward, one hand still in the pocket of his trousers. He pulled the PPG out and laid it on the desk. Edgars leaned back again, looking up at him.
"I've seen Death," he said simply.
You will obey us
The whole thing took no more than a second:
Ah, child. You have called for me. How are things progressing?
Badly. You did know you were sending me to a death–or–glory bloodhound with delusions of Godhood, didn't you?
I knew he was flawed, yes. Were he perfect there would be little need of your intervention. How is his training progressing?
It's weird. Sometimes I think I've got somewhere, but then he goes and does something totally alien, or stupid, or incomprehensible, or all three, like now for instance. He's gone off alone and dumped all this on me.
Perhaps he sees you as his successor.
Once, I can accept. Last time, it wasn't really as if he had a choice - but he's the leader here, not me!
Ah, a battle. I see.
Anyway, I can moan about him later, if there is a later. You said I could call on you once, and you'd help me, right? Whatever it was.
I did, although my power to intervene is perhaps not as overwhelming as you may think.
Whatever. I don't know quite how this seeing thing works, but I can see John. He's talking with one of the Vorlons.
Yes, so he is.
I.... you can see it?
Through your eyes, yes.
Oh.... good. I want everyone to see it. Hear it, too. Everyone on the station, in the fleet, the lot.
That may risk revealing my involvement to the Vorlons.
Then risk it.
Do you believe this is so important?
I wouldn't ask if I didn't. What he's saying, it's something everyone has to hear. That's what you kept telling me, that this isn't just a war about armies or territory, it's about ideology and belief and philosophy and them trying to dictate what's best for all of us.
Yes.
Well, I think John's about to tell them all that their ideology stinks, and it's something everyone should hear. There are too many people who think the Vorlons are a necessary evil, even after what they did to Narn. We can't afford to let any more planets be destroyed before people finally get up and do something. The more people who hear this conversation, the more people will act now. Do you get me?
Perfectly.
You did promise. Any one thing, and you'd do it.
I did. Very well. It is perhaps a little too late for me to continue to hide, and time I should 'get up and do something'.
That's not what I meant.
No, it is. I will do as you ask.
The whole conversation took less than a second.
You will obey us!
His breath was as fire from his lungs, his eyes were as cold as the halls that had given him birth, his blade was as black as blood at midnight.
Any lesser man would have been intimidated, but Sebastian was not a lesser man. He was a man who had stared at infinity and survived with both purpose and sanity.
Kats looked at the tableau as she rose, coughing and shaking, and she could feel the power crackling in the air between them. Sebastian was talking, but the words hardly registered. Sinoval said nothing, or if he did speak, she could not hear the words.