From 62dbe46bcc7dd9297753059c36da76a048cddedc Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Wed, 22 Sep 2021 20:35:11 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/toledot/index.html | 4 ++-- .../launch/launch/Codrin-castor/004.html | 6 +++--- .../launch/launch/Codrin-castor/009.html | 20 ++++++++++++++++++- .../toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/006.html | 4 ++-- .../toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/008.html | 4 ++-- 5 files changed, 28 insertions(+), 10 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/toledot/index.html b/writing/post-self/toledot/index.html index 25a28c53e..a050d4b38 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/toledot/index.html +++ b/writing/post-self/toledot/index.html @@ -166,8 +166,8 @@
  • Launch: phys-side: Douglas - Douglas uploads on one year anniversary, talks about necessity of not being on launches, met by Ioan (who organized it as a surprise and gave him basic instructions on how to be clothed and presentable right off the bat) and May in dandelion sim (as TN met Yared), learns about Michelle/Ode Clade via how they got their names. (learning = irreversibility) - 3595
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  • Epilogue diff --git a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/launch/Codrin-castor/004.html b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/launch/Codrin-castor/004.html index f2a4cbf0f..b9277fff4 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/launch/Codrin-castor/004.html +++ b/writing/post-self/toledot/launch/launch/Codrin-castor/004.html @@ -51,7 +51,7 @@

    “You don’t seem particularly happy about your situation.”

    Brahe’s laugh was bitter. “Of course I’m not happy. I mean…I am happy, but that happiness is tempered by the whims of reality more than I had expected.”

    “What would your dream experience be?” Codrin asked, enjoying a secret smile at the phrase couched within the utter dream experience that was the System.

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    “To see it all,” he said, and ey noticed that the bitter edge was slowly leaving his voice. “I have all the parasystem processing that I can ask for to give me a simulacrum like this. You must know that this naked-eye astronomy is all but useless in the grand scheme of things, other than to give us a sense of where we came from and where we might be going in a way that allows us to tell ourselves a coherent study. The rest is all math.”

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    “To see it all,” he said, and ey noticed that the bitter edge was slowly leaving his voice. “I have all the perisystem processing that I can ask for to give me a simulacrum like this. You must know that this naked-eye astronomy is all but useless in the grand scheme of things, other than to give us a sense of where we came from and where we might be going in a way that allows us to tell ourselves a coherent study. The rest is all math.”

    “I suppose that’s why this place feels so much more romantic to me,” Codrin mused. “I’m a storyteller, not an astronomer. Still, I imagine that that need for stories runs deep, and I can see the allure to possibly being able to actually look out a window at stars whizzing by.”

    “Yes.” Brahe sighed, then lay down on his back, with his arms crossed behind his head. “Yes, to see it all.”

    There were a few minutes of silence as astronomer and historian looked out into the night sky, there in the simulated pacific northwest, there on the simulated moss surrounded by the simulated trees while simulated stars shone still above them.

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    “Sure.”

    “Alright, close your eyes.”

    Ey did so, and when Brahe instructed em to open them again, the sudden change in the sky was, indeed, a little dizzy-making. The entire field of stars had changed, and where there had been warped but familiar constellations, there was now a deeper blackness, brighter stars, and far more of them. Far, far more. “What is this?”

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    “A different view. A more powerful telescope looking at a patch of sky that we’ve never had a chance to see from this angle. One compounded from hours of exposure. I have no idea how exact it is, though, as it is all interpreted through the parasystem infrastructure, but it is still doing a slow sweep of the sky at a high enough magnification that the star field is completely different from what we’re used to.”

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    “A different view. A more powerful telescope looking at a patch of sky that we’ve never had a chance to see from this angle. One compounded from hours of exposure. I have no idea how exact it is, though, as it is all interpreted through the perisystem infrastructure, but it is still doing a slow sweep of the sky at a high enough magnification that the star field is completely different from what we’re used to.”

    “I wouldn’t have thought thought that that would’ve had such an impact on me,” ey murmured. “I felt like I was falling for a moment.”

    Brahe sighed. “I did, too, the first time, and even I am not sure why. I think it is the mix of contexts. Here we are, looking out to space from the westernmost edge of the Western Fed, and yet all of the stars are different, and they progress in such strange ways as the telescope searches on its automatic pattern.”

    “It’s uncanny.”

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    Eventually, even Codrin lay back in the grass. Ey knew not how long. Lay there with Tycho Brahe in all his sadness and happiness and wisdom and romanticism. Lay there, and looked up at the stars.

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