From 603bc033910898ef182253bb6e3e9459fb156ae9 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 6 Sep 2022 22:25:06 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/mitzvot/021.md | 2 +- writing/post-self/mitzvot/036.md | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/021.md b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/021.md index 2634d829..7592695d 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/021.md +++ b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/021.md @@ -66,7 +66,7 @@ But here ey was, feeling like all of the stress of the last day, of the last few With the slightest break in the pressure, that loan was called due. -Realizing that ey couldn't see the subtle rises in the land for the tears in eir eyes, ey simply sat down in the grass and cried. *If I am overflowing,* some remote part of em thought. *Then I can certainly see the appeal to it. Catharsis indeed.* +Realizing that ey couldn't see the subtle rises in the land for the tears in eir eyes, ey simply sat down in the grass and cried. *If I am overflowing,* some remote part of em thought, *then I can certainly see the appeal to it. Catharsis indeed.* Though there was certainly nothing ey could have done to stop it, ey decided to just own it and let it take its course, hollering curses into the cone of silence ey had the presence of mind to set up, clutching at the grass to keep emself at least anchored to the ground. Ey'd watched a good friend (for that's what True Name was, wasn't she?) nearly get assassinated in front of em, had dealt with eir partner's lingering resentment towards her down-tree instance come into conflict with her constant presence, had watched May push True Name to near catatonia after encouraging her to accept a century and a half's worth of memories from End Waking. Ey had watched both overflow in the span of a few hours. diff --git a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/036.md b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/036.md index fa4c353d..bff37c44 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/036.md +++ b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/036.md @@ -124,7 +124,7 @@ May elbowed em in the side. "Hush, you." "Yes. I will be careful not to influence, lest I bring on Jonas's ire, but I would like to share the story of the last few centuries from my point of view. I do not know who will be interested except perhaps our two clades, but I will write." -"Well, if it's anything like the *History*," Ioan said. "It'll wind up wildly popular and then fade into part of the mythos of the System." +"Well, if it's anything like the *History*," Ioan said, "it'll wind up wildly popular and then fade into part of the mythos of the System." May grinned. "And all will be as it should."