From 99eb537a61b1b1b93c77ae0bb713581ced041ebe Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Sun, 6 Mar 2022 18:05:16 -0800 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/001.html | 4 ++-- 1 file changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/001.html b/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/001.html index 4d176e605..f4e15da13 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/001.html +++ b/writing/post-self/neviim/remote/tycho/001.html @@ -85,10 +85,10 @@

“If I walk backward, time moves forward. If I walk forward, time rushes on,” she gasped out, then laughed hoarsely. “If I stand still, the world moves around me!”

True Name jolted at the brief recitation, standing quickly and taking her cocladist by the elbow. “Come on, my dear. Let us get to the unison room.”

Tycho looked to Codrin, who only frowned.

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Something had happened, just then. Something of import. He had no clue as to what it had been, though and neither did he understand how, he realized, but he knew that it was something distressing. Something wrong.

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Something had happened, just then. Something of import. He had no clue as to what it had been, though and neither did he understand how, he realized, but he knew that it was something distressing. Something wrong.