From 344466db66f3db22a3b970e825d6ebd42465bd60 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 25 Mar 2025 18:05:47 +0000 Subject: [PATCH] Typo --- content/read/002.md | 2 +- 1 file changed, 1 insertion(+), 1 deletion(-) diff --git a/content/read/002.md b/content/read/002.md index 168ab28..a2bbc4c 100644 --- a/content/read/002.md +++ b/content/read/002.md @@ -140,7 +140,7 @@ The Woman shrugged. "I see," she said, buying herself a moment to think by sipping her mocha. Ah, but she was a cat, yes? A panther? Perhaps you can imagine this with lapping tongue, the way a cat's tongue curls back and scoops up drink, drawing it up into their mouth. Or perhaps she is the type who has leaned into another aesthetic, the type who can chew with her mouth closed. Idle distractions, even for your humble narrator. "Then yes, there is joy in it. There is joy in those memories, is there not? One takes a moment of stillness..." -After a long few seconds of silenceaaaaaaaa, Her Friend tilted eir head. "Yes?" +After a long few seconds of silence, Her Friend tilted eir head. "Yes?" "Ah, a fleeting thought. One takes a moment of stillness and parks in that quiet joy, even if it is one of separation."