makyo
/
zk
1
0
Fork 0
Code Issues Pull Requests Projects Releases Wiki Activity

update from sparkleup

This commit is contained in:
Madison Scott-Clary 2022-09-06 20:25:06 -07:00
parent 5c1e717553
commit 3a5b7941ac
1 changed files with 4 additions and 4 deletions
Show Stats Download Patch File Download Diff File Expand all files Collapse all files

8
writing/post-self/mitzvot/014.md
View File

@ -6,7 +6,7 @@ There was a sense in the air that the skunk wanted to ask him to leave again, to
It was never comfortable to be asked to leave one's partner. He knew the reasons, could understand the drive, but to build a relationship up over however many decades it was now, and yet still need to put it on hold for months or, on one occasion, years at a time still hurt. It was never comfortable to be asked to leave one's partner. He knew the reasons, could understand the drive, but to build a relationship up over however many decades it was now, and yet still need to put it on hold for months or, on one occasion, years at a time still hurt.
He knew he had a temper, too. He'd spent the last centuries going all the way back to Cicero's death working on setting that aside when he could feel it getting to be too hot within him. He always worked his hardest at that around End Waking. He loved the skunk, wanted nothing but the best for him, and although he knew that End Waking was one of the more resilient of the Odists, he had also known Michelle far longer than...well, just about anyone possibly could, now. Two and a half centuries was a long time to understand just how the other person processes pain and trauma, and he didn't want to add to any of the Odists' burden, having spent so long with them from the beginning. From before the beginning, in some senses. He knew he had a temper, too. He'd spent the last centuries going all the way back to Cicero's death working on setting that aside when he could feel it getting too hot within him. He always worked his hardest at that around End Waking. He loved the skunk, wanted nothing but the best for him, and although he knew that End Waking was one of the more resilient of the Odists, he had also known Michelle far longer than...well, just about anyone possibly could, now. Two and a half centuries was a long time to understand just how the other person processes pain and trauma, and he didn't want to add to any of the Odists' burden, having spent so long with them from the beginning. From before the beginning, in some senses.
Well, except perhaps True Name. Well, except perhaps True Name.
@ -80,7 +80,7 @@ The other skunk went silent, staring at her for a long moment before getting bac
Debarre rubbed at May Then My Name's back when that wave of emotion finally washed over her. Debarre rubbed at May Then My Name's back when that wave of emotion finally washed over her.
"I am sorry, Debarre. It was a lot," she mumbled. "Jonas has been playing her for centuries, now. He has been structuring her life for her in such subtle ways that even she was not able to see it. She...well, something happened a few years after launch. A trap of sorts. Jonas's plans hit all at once and she has been working under his thumb since then." "I am sorry, Debarre. It was a lot," she mumbled. "Jonas has been playing her for centuries now. He has been structuring her life for her in such subtle ways that even she was not able to see it. She...well, something happened a few years after launch. A trap of sorts. Jonas's plans hit all at once and she has been working under his thumb since then."
They sat in silence for a bit, Debarre racing through various questions, rejecting each as too personal, too mean, too off-topic. Finally, he asked, "So, why are you so upset?" They sat in silence for a bit, Debarre racing through various questions, rejecting each as too personal, too mean, too off-topic. Finally, he asked, "So, why are you so upset?"
@ -126,7 +126,7 @@ Debarre squeezed her around the shoulders. "Of course, skunk."
"'Course not. If you cook, May Then My Name and I can get the cot in the tent. "'Course not. If you cook, May Then My Name and I can get the cot in the tent.
They broke from there. May Then My Name forking several times over to help him in repopulating the inside of the tent with the necessities while End Waking made venison cutlets and savory corn griddle cakes. They broke from there. May Then My Name forked several times over to help him in repopulating the inside of the tent with the necessities while End Waking made venison cutlets and savory corn griddle cakes.
"There's still a lot we need to do in here, so we can't drag everything in yet," the weasel explained as they returned to where End Waking's goods were stored under a canvas tarp. "But getting a few essentials in here will help in the meantime. Hopefully just a few more days and we'll be all set again. I think E.W. may kick me out at that point." "There's still a lot we need to do in here, so we can't drag everything in yet," the weasel explained as they returned to where End Waking's goods were stored under a canvas tarp. "But getting a few essentials in here will help in the meantime. Hopefully just a few more days and we'll be all set again. I think E.W. may kick me out at that point."
@ -148,7 +148,7 @@ She nodded gratefully. "Ey does not, no. I am just sorry that I was too heated t
"Perhaps over dinner, my dear. I need food, and I need to talk to your boyfriend." "Perhaps over dinner, my dear. I need food, and I need to talk to your boyfriend."
Dinner, it turned out, was not long in coming. Well-seasoned deer and griddle cakes cooked in in the grease. "I have made them with too much salt just for you, May Then My Name," he said with a polite bow. Dinner, it turned out, was not long in coming. Well-seasoned deer and griddle cakes cooked in the grease. "I have made them with too much salt just for you, May Then My Name," he said with a polite bow.
She stuck her tongue out at him. "Much appreciated. It tastes almost like normal food." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Much appreciated. It tastes almost like normal food."