“We lost the idea that the whole stanza would be working on similar projects after a while, so they are not as tightly connected any more. The first line of mine, though, The Only Time I Know My True Name Is When I Dream — True Name — was instrumental in the secession of the System.”
Ioan blinked, startled. “I had no idea. That early?”
“That was before we started using systime, yes.”
-“Two centuries ago? I thought Dear said Michelle uploaded after Secession.”
+“Two centuries ago? I thought Dear said Michelle uploaded after Secession.”This whole bit is a continuity error
She shrugged noncommittally, then rested her head back on Ioan’s shoulder. The alcohol of the night still dogged em, but
“And the reason for your fork?”
“To feel.”
@@ -62,7 +62,7 @@How different she was than Dear! Individuation is born in the decades and centuries. Ey would never have thought to be so physical with the fox, but as she laughed and slumped back against eir side, ey realized ey had long since fallen into the habit of physicality, of touch. Of, ey realized, feeling.