Marsh, Kaddish

marsh/book.tex

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   \chapter*{Epilogue}
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   \markboth{Sentences}{Krzysztof “Tomash” Drewniak}
   \chapter*{In All Ways — 2405–2406}
   \input{stories/sentences}
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+  \pagestyle{empty}
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   \backmatter
   \story{Afterword}{}
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marsh/content/001.tex

@@ -147,3 +147,5 @@ She shrugged. ``Sure. But either way, they were somewhere in the middle, maybe.
 ``Sap.''
 
 I laughed. ``Got it in one.''
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marsh/content/002.tex

@@ -471,7 +471,7 @@ Lily pointedly looked away.
 
 ``Wait,'' Cress said. ``So they're saying that there's a problem with the DSN and the station? How do you mean?''
 
-``There are few—surprisingly few—messages from over the last thirteen months, but they are queued up as though they have been held until now. There has been no contact between the LVs or Artemis and Lagrange.'' There was a pause as Dry Grass's gaze drifted, clearly scanning more of those messages. ``Most messages have been locked in a way I cannot access\ldots only a few from the Guiding Council on Pollux plus the Council of Ten Castor\ldots have been let through\ldots outgoing messages are gated\ldots{}''
+``There are few—surprisingly few—messages from over the last thirteen months, but they are queued up as though they have been held until now. There has been no contact between the LVs or Artemis and Lagrange.'' There was a pause as Dry Grass's gaze drifted, clearly scanning more of those messages. ``Most messages have been locked in a way I cannot access\ldots only a few from the Guiding Council on Pollux plus the Council of Ten on Castor\ldots have been let through\ldots outgoing messages are gated\ldots{}''
 
 ``There's a bit about that in news from phys-side, actually,'' Sedge said, looking thoughtful. ``Communications failure on the Lagrange station. Something about aging technology. The DSN was also having problems so a few new repeaters were launched. Some from the station, even.''
 
@@ -555,4 +555,4 @@ The lights dimmed to near darkness and the temperature dropped a few degrees as
 
 I leaned back against her. ``I know. I love you too.''
 
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marsh/content/003.tex

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 I spent an hour out there, all told. I picked at the bench. I called out to the sheep. I walked circles around the pagoda in the gray day. I bent down, plucked a blade of grass with the intent to\ldots I don't know, chew on it like I've seen in films, but it smelled so strongly of sheep manure that I dropped it instead and headed home to finally lay down beside Hanne and sleep.
 
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marsh/content/004.tex

@@ -106,7 +106,7 @@ I nodded, covering my anxiety with a sip of coffee.
 
 ``Right.'' I laughed. ``Of all of us, she would.''
 
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 We met in front of a small coffee shop. A bucolic small town main street lined with gas lamps and paved with cobblestones.
 
@@ -588,4 +588,3 @@ Ve hesitated, looked to me.
 
 ``Not much of that to go around,'' I said, feeling exhaustion pulling at my cheeks, pressing at my temples. ``But I guess it's all we have to go on for the time being.''
 
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marsh/content/006.tex

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 ``I hope so,'' I said. ``I'm getting pretty tired of being in the dark.''
 
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marsh/content/007.tex

@@ -392,4 +392,4 @@ I shook my head. ``None of this makes any sense, but neither did all of the poli
 
 Dry Grass smirked. ``Yes, yes. But come, let us get back to Marsh's. This place has its uses, but I need cozy more than anything. Maybe we can gather the others for dinner.''
 
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marsh/content/008.tex

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 It laughed, holding up its hands. ``Alright, I wasn't going to say anything else, but fair enough.'' It turned to me, grinning. ``Just enjoy dinner with us, is all I'm saying.''
 
 ``I am,'' I replied. ``It's been too long since I've had hotpot.''
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marsh/content/010.tex

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 Sedge laughed and patted her shoulder amiably. ``You and me both.''
 
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marsh/content/011.tex

@@ -129,3 +129,4 @@ Dry Grass frowned. ``Are you sure that that is wise? Does the entirety of Lagran
 ``So,'' I said after the conversation drifted into silence. ``What do we do now?''
 
 ``Mourn,'' Dry Grass said. ``Work and mourn.''
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marsh/content/012.tex

@@ -220,4 +220,4 @@ She nodded. ``If you will have me,'' she repeated, voice small.
 
 I thought of so many complex emotions that had plagued me over the last few days—the memories of love, the way they clashed with my memories of distance, the memories of Lily burning up with hatred—and, finally, nodded. ``Yeah. Let's see In The Wind's core, and then get out of here. Anything to help out after all this will be good.''
 
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marsh/content/013.tex

@@ -122,4 +122,4 @@ I stiffened, restraining the urge to sit up straight. \emph{``Like Marsh, maybe?
 
 There was silence from both of my cocladists, though I could hear that their breathing had picked up in turn. \emph{``Well, now} there's \emph{an idea,``} Tule said at last.
 
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marsh/content/014.tex

@@ -146,4 +146,4 @@ I stifled my own yawn. ``Why wary?''
 
 I sighed. Sleep was clearly tugging at us both, so as I surrendered to it, I murmured, ``Yeah, me too.''
 
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marsh/content/015.tex

@@ -82,4 +82,4 @@ After a moment's thought, she sighed. ``Well, I checked in with my down-tree, an
 
 ``Much at risk socially, Reed. There is the potential for that friendship and love, yes, but also the potential for pain.''
 
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marsh/content/016.tex

@@ -246,4 +246,3 @@ Throughout this show, Dry Grass's eyes never left me. I returned her gaze anxiou
 
 I mulled over those words, then made up my mind anyway.
 
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marsh/content/017.tex

@@ -262,7 +262,7 @@ Even hale once more, the memory of pain lingered.
 
 ``I need a fucking drink,'' Lily said. She sounded exhausted. ``Come on, I know a place.''
 
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 The place turned out to be a coffee shop that seemed to specialize in coffee-inspired cocktails.
 

marsh/content/afterword.tex

@@ -46,5 +46,5 @@ Alicia Goranson; Ayla Ounce; Bel; BowieBarks; Katt, sky-guided vulpine friend; K
 Thanks is due as well to all of the backers of the \emph{Marsh} Kickstarter, without whom this would not be possible:
 
 \begin{quote}
-\textbf{\emph{Krzysztof Drewniak, Nathan Merrifield, Andréa CERES Mason, Lhexa,}} \emph{Strawberry, Amdusias, Saphire Lattice, Ash Holland, Michael Miele, Ashley Hale, Mimir, Vendryth, Petrov Neutrino, Alexandrea Christina Leal,} Kuviare, Nova, Vernon Jones, Andy Oxenreider, LadyLenalia, ramshackle heather, MisfitMephit, Some Egrets, NightEyes DaySpring, critters-system, doctorlit, Rachel Dillon, Joel Kreissman, Kate Eckhart, Giantrobots42, raine, Ayla Ounce, Alicia E. Goranson, James Tatum, Saghiir, Ember Cloke, Payson R. Harris, Vulpis, lenientsy, Campbell Royales, Laura, AntarcticFox, ubuntor, Asha Jade Goodwin, Barac Baker Wiley, Me, Robert Armstrong, Sethvir, Richie
+\textbf{\emph{Krzysztof Drewniak, Nat Merrifield, Andréa CERES Mason, Lhexa,}} \emph{Strawberry, Amdusias, Saphire Lattice, Ash Holland, Michael Miele, Ashley Hale, Mimir, Vendryth, Petrov Neutrino, Alexandrea Christina Leal,} Kuviare, Nova, Vernon Jones, Andy Oxenreider, LadyLenalia, ramshackle heather, MisfitMephit, Some Egrets, NightEyes DaySpring, critters-system, doctorlit, Rachel Dillon, Joel Kreissman, Kate Eckhart, Giantrobots42, raine, Ayla Ounce, Alicia E. Goranson, James Tatum, Saghiir, Ember Cloke, Payson R. Harris, Vulpis, lenientsy, Campbell Royales, Laura, AntarcticFox, ubuntor, Asha Jade Goodwin, Barac Baker Wiley, Me, Robert Armstrong, Sethvir, Richie
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     IV. \emph{Mitzvot}
 
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+    {\large Stories of Restoration}\\
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+    \emph{Marsh}\\
+    {\normalfont\small by Madison Rye Progress \emph{et al.}}
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+    \vspace{1ex}
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+    \emph{Idumea}\\
+    {\normalfont\small by Madison Rye Progress, with Samantha Yule Fireheart\\ \& Krzysztof “Tomash” Drewniak}
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+    \vspace{1ex}
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+    \emph{Kaddish}\\
+    {\normalfont\small by Madison Rye Progress}
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     \emph{\large Clade — A Post-Self Anthology}\\
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     \emph{\large Unintended Tendencies}\\
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marsh/includes/variables.tex

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 \def\EditionsList{10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1}
 \def\Year{2025}
 
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marsh/stories/journal.tex

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-\noindent\textbf{May 12th, 2400}
+\subsection*{May 12th, 2400}
 
 The door is pressed open and the lights are turned on with a soft click, below wooden planks bemoan the shuffling feat of Henrique and his slippers, his old jeans loose and baggy, the knitted sweater he wears worn like his brittle bones. He walks with his cane, tapping on the floor as he finds his seat, guided by his great Granddaughter Isa, who guides him with steady, thoughtfully slow, footing.
 
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 ``Then\ldots{} we will find those joys here. And move on, together. Wherever we can, however we can. And our ancestors will continue to look down on us, smiles on their faces, eager to see you live your life with happiness, and awaiting the day for you to join them once you have.
 
-Henrique sighs with a shaky breath, and lays his head on Isa's arm. Isa, in turn, lays on the bed, supporting her Great Grand papis head. Giving him the comfort he required.\pagebreak
+Henrique sighs with a shaky breath, and lays his head on Isa's arm. Isa, in turn, lays on the bed, supporting her Great Grand papis head. Giving him the comfort he required.
 
-\noindent\textbf{March 1st, 2401}
+\subsection*{March 1st, 2401}
 
 \begin{quote}
 \emph{21st January 2305}

marsh/stories/sentences.tex

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 In practice, the sentence of involuntary upload became a piece of trivia and an incentive for clinic bombers to plead down. Even when it was imposed, phys-side governments were quite reluctant to seek imposition of a no-quitting order or communication restrictions, as those would bring the crimes to the System's attention through the need for bilateral approvals and juries. Without the extra process, the penalties were only blips in the perisystem feeds of interest to news junkies and academics. What they did not really see up there could not hurt them, after all \ldots{} right?
 
 And so, life went on.
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