From ef739c487e6f970bca5c7007b9c3f51502a0ea4d Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 14 Nov 2023 16:08:35 -0800 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/marsh/006.html | 7 +++---- 1 file changed, 3 insertions(+), 4 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/marsh/006.html b/writing/post-self/marsh/006.html index 23ce46d96..eb756c60e 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/marsh/006.html +++ b/writing/post-self/marsh/006.html @@ -121,10 +121,9 @@ Then the moment of tension passed uneasily, as Warmth In Fire spoke up next. &ld

“That’s a big part of what I was thinking about,” Tule said. “That this was some sort of war or something. I’ve never lived through a war.”

“Few have,” Dry Grass said. “We almost did, back before the founding of the System, but the whole lost saga interrupted that.”

Jess, who had been fairly quiet up until that point, asked, “‘Lost saga’? Like, all that stuff about people being disappeared? Didn’t they all die?”

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“Oh, heavens no,” she said, chuckling. “We were among the lost. Michelle was lost. That is part of why she was so fucked up.”

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“And why we are so fucking weird,” Hold My Name said. “You certainly are,” she added ruffling Warmth In Fire’s perpetually mussed up mane.

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((Warmth speaks)) -It snapped eir teeth at her, grinning wickedly.

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“Oh, heavens no,” she said, chuckling. “We were among the lost. Michelle was lost. That is the trauma Warmth In Fire spoke about. That is part of why she was so fucked up.”

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“And, like it said, why we are so fucking weird,” Hold My Name said. “You certainly are,” she added ruffling Warmth In Fire’s perpetually mussed up mane.

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It snapped eir teeth at her, grinning wickedly.

Hold My Name barely flinched, instead rolling her eyes. “You see the shit I put up with?”

“Yes, yes,” Warmth In Fire said. “You are so put upon. We never hear the end of it.”

Laughter around the table.