From 25e2c356dd1245a6259b054311cd5c21304c83c0 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Mon, 10 Jan 2022 17:45:13 -0800 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/005.html | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/005.html b/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/005.html index 09d846f97..baf7c8afe 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/005.html +++ b/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/005.html @@ -13,7 +13,7 @@

Tycho Brahe#Emissary — 2346

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Tycho awoke with the idea fully formed within em.

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Tycho awoke with the idea fully formed within himself.

In fact, so sudden was the realization that his immediate instinct was to shove it to the back of his mind and do his level best to forget about it. He didn’t want to admit it to True Name, to Sarah or Stolon, and even Codrin, grounding as ey was, seemed to be too real to discuss it with.

He realized that he barely even wanted to admit it to himself.

So he resigned himself to sitting through the meeting, trying not to look too uncomfortable as the lump of an idea sat within his gut, making itself known every time he moved, every time he thought.

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“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night,” he finished, grinning. “That was the last thing I said to myself before uploading. It’ll definitely be the last thing I’ll say before I leave Castor.”