Pharos: microfiction intro to a story yet unwritten
The Pharos could be seen halfway to Kupros: a mechanical star, a fire focused through the largest lenses ever cast. Sailors whispered that its beam could be directed down in a ship-smashing spear should invaders ever threaten Alexandreia's harbor. I saw no ships broken by the Pharos, only men: philosophers, castrated holy men, a hundred kinds of charlatan fluttered to the halls rooted at the base of the tower. Every text in every language of the civilized world was to be found there, or so it was said, and every kind of nonsense could be heard in the agora, old lies in new robes, new lies dancing naked, myriad whispers of secret techniques, jealous muttering after quick power.
The scholars of the Pharos produced mostly lists — the five greatest tragedies, biographies of the seven mightiest kings, collections the 10 noblest poets — and these too found their places in the library. Every Ptolemaios lavished funds on the library, seeking to increase its holdings beyond those hoarded by his ancestors (but every Ptolemaios, too, had the shelves culled of materials he found offensive). Diadochs in Pergamon and Seleukeia, then republican nobles in Roma and Qarth Hadasht purchased copies to gild their cities.
Thieves had at the collection; rats made their nests in the works of the unread poets and playwrights; smaller, less public libraries appeared in the homes and lodges of the alchemists, contemplatives and yet stranger cultists come north and west. It was in the lodge of the Sidereokheiridon Adelphoi that plans for a certain mirror came under my gaze, and it was in a house of an older Brother that i began its construction.
[written ca. 1998-2001, the scrytch era; note lower case "i"]
The scholars of the Pharos produced mostly lists — the five greatest tragedies, biographies of the seven mightiest kings, collections the 10 noblest poets — and these too found their places in the library. Every Ptolemaios lavished funds on the library, seeking to increase its holdings beyond those hoarded by his ancestors (but every Ptolemaios, too, had the shelves culled of materials he found offensive). Diadochs in Pergamon and Seleukeia, then republican nobles in Roma and Qarth Hadasht purchased copies to gild their cities.
Thieves had at the collection; rats made their nests in the works of the unread poets and playwrights; smaller, less public libraries appeared in the homes and lodges of the alchemists, contemplatives and yet stranger cultists come north and west. It was in the lodge of the Sidereokheiridon Adelphoi that plans for a certain mirror came under my gaze, and it was in a house of an older Brother that i began its construction.
[written ca. 1998-2001, the scrytch era; note lower case "i"]
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