From 3668a21a538cbc049a6840590a6244ff0b277506 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Mon, 28 Mar 2022 21:50:06 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/neviim/interlude/005.md | 2 +- writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/006.md | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/neviim/interlude/005.md b/writing/post-self/neviim/interlude/005.md index 7975f02e..1dfbebbf 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/neviim/interlude/005.md +++ b/writing/post-self/neviim/interlude/005.md @@ -76,7 +76,7 @@ They cut through bone. And then something new happened, though ey new it not: ey fell asleep. Not anaesthesia, a true sleep. A real sleep. Real rest. Ey fell into a dream, an endless dream of foxes and skunks and prairies and mountains and shores and words and some purer love. -And then that dream unrolled before em, clear as day, clearer than any painting, clearer even than the waking world. Silver of the finest quality spread around the inside of eir being and what was left of em reflected that world back in on itself, and memory became the plate-glass atop it, protecting it, binding it to circuitry and computronium. +And then that dream unrolled before em, clear as day, clearer than any painting, clearer even than the waking world. Silver of the finest quality spread around the inside of eir being and what was left of em reflected that world back in on itself, and memory became the plate-glass atop it, protecting it, binding it to circuitry and computronium. All because of eir promise, eir promise... And, though ey new it not, ey died. diff --git a/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/006.md b/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/006.md index b1317843..bb203197 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/006.md +++ b/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/006.md @@ -59,7 +59,7 @@ She beamed proudly. "Different subject. Did Dear tell you about the other part of Codrin's decision? About Sorina?" -"It did, yeah. What did Codrin have to say about her?" +"It did, yes. What did Codrin have to say about her?" "Eir letter read like someone struggling not to cry," ey said. "Ey sounded crushed. From the sounds of it, they were together only ten minutes and ey still felt like ey lost a good friend."