From 925e0a8f599225d4fbd29ec0219b0cba5fdba68c Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 28 Feb 2023 23:00:19 -0800 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/marsh/002.html | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/marsh/002.html b/writing/post-self/marsh/002.html index 2d2f7f09b..f73963835 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/marsh/002.html +++ b/writing/post-self/marsh/002.html @@ -27,10 +27,10 @@

“That always struck me as so manly, though.”

“Sounds fake.”

“Oh, I’m pretty sure it is, but we’re beholden to stereotypes.”

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She poked him in the side, grinning. “You must be drunk if you’re using words like ‘beholden’. Let’s see. You could introduce me to Marsh, maybe.”

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She poked him in the side, grinning. “You must be drunk if you’re using words like ‘mawkish’ and ‘beholden’. Let’s see. You could introduce me to Marsh, maybe.”

Reed shook his head. “That’s not on me, you know that. We have a one-way relationship.”

“But he’s your down-tree instance! You’re patterned after him. You talk every year at least once, right? You’ll talk to him later tonight, right? You have for the last hundred.”

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“No, probably not. If I hear from him directly, anything more than just a ping, I’ll know something’s gone horribly wrong.” He shrugged — carefully, what with her head resting on their shoulder. “Like I say, it’s a one-way relationship. All I do is live my own life, right? I stay in touch with the rest of the clade to greater or lesser extent, but Marsh has his own life.”

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“No, probably not. If I hear from him directly, anything more than just a ping, I’ll know something’s gone horribly wrong.” He shrugged — carefully, what with her head resting on his shoulder. “Like I say, it’s a one-way relationship. All I do is live my own life, right? I stay in touch with the rest of the clade to greater or lesser extent, but Marsh has his own life.”

“He has several.”

“Right. We all fork, we all merge back down to whoever our down-tree instance is, and since I was forked from him, I merge down directly. He gets all our lives, one year at a time, but we don’t really get anything in return.”

He could hear the frown in her voice. “How miserable.”