Аннотация
Glory Season
by David Brin
Twenty-six months before her second birthday, Maia learned the true difference between winter and summer.
It wasn't simply the weather, or the way hot-season lightning storms used to crackle amid tall ships anchored in the harbor. Nor even the eye-tingling stab of Wengel — so distinct from other stars.
The real difference was much more personal.
"I can't play with you no more," her half sister, Sylvina, taunted one day." "Cause you had a father."
"Did n-not!" Maia stammered, rocked by the slur, knowing that the word was vaguely nasty. Sylvie's rebuff stung, as if a bitter glacier wind blew through the creche.
"Did so had a father, dirty var!"
"Well . . . then you're a var, too!"
The other girl laughed harshly. "Ha! I'm pure Lamai, just like my sisters/mothers an' grandmas. But you're a summer kid. That makes you u-neek. Var!"
Dismayed, too choked to speak, Maia could only watch Sylvina toss her ta...
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