Elizabeth's house is within walking distance. Bella goes over to it the following day, after lunch, carrying two extra clumsily-frosted but perfectly baked cupcakes in her hands and notebooks in her backpack.
"To throw off suspicion? I don't know. Fairies also don't traditionally make a lot of sense."
"Huh. I wonder if that's just lazy writing or if there's a way to interpret them that does make sense."
"Do you have a good collection of the kind of fairy tales with actual fairies in them?"
There are some books of fairy tales available, although it is not always easy to tell which ones contain fairies.
"Fairy tales," she pronounces after a while, "are really, really weird. I wonder if stories that get written now will seem weird in three hundred years."
"Not all old stories are this weird. Like, the Iliad is comprehensible and that's thousands of years old. And contains absolutely no log babies or people giving birth to goats, as far as I remember."
"I haven't read the Illiad. Is it fun or just comprehensible?"
"Yep. Rivers running red with blood, Achilles dragging Hector's corpse around the city walls."
"He had a chariot. I think Hector killed somebody he liked and that was the only way he could think of to express how mad he was about it."
"I'd figure killing him would do it. Or did he not kill him personally?"
"Nope, killed him and then dragged him around afterward. I think there was a thing where how you treat dead bodies is really important, because of afterlife stuff or something, but the copy I read didn't actually explain."
"I'm pretty sure there isn't an afterlife," says Bella, "but if I ran one it wouldn't make a difference what happened to the bodies."
"Well, because they had all these legends and stuff about what the afterlife was like and how it worked, and nobody could be sure the legends weren't true, and they mostly agreed with each other, so why make trouble?"
"Yeah, but - where did the legends come from? Before they were written what did they believe and why did they stop believing that? People think a lot of weird stuff and sometimes I wonder about it."
"Well, when you think about it, most of what you know about the world comes from other people, right?"
"Yes, but they aren't getting it from legends. I guess there could be a conspiracy, but it doesn't sound like the ancient Greeks were running on conspiracy, right?"
"No. But people like explanations. So one person makes up an explanation for something that they think fits, and tells it to all their friends, and their friends each have their own interpretations, and they tell those to more people, and a while later you have a bunch of myths."