From 8268b3ab0f95b06e6085bda7e881cd1229fd65e7 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Rye Progress Date: Tue, 5 Aug 2025 09:52:46 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] Minor edits --- content/stories/sentences.md | 2 +- content/stories/the-party-at-the-end-of-the-world.md | 2 +- 2 files changed, 2 insertions(+), 2 deletions(-) diff --git a/content/stories/sentences.md b/content/stories/sentences.md index 953dac6..6874031 100644 --- a/content/stories/sentences.md +++ b/content/stories/sentences.md @@ -598,7 +598,7 @@ Her chair, keyboard, and monitor, appeared off to one side of her, with the peri "No, too chaotic," she commented, waving the desk away. She had most of the code in her head now, and she just needed to tweak a few points so that it would look right this time. The desk flickered into existence, then flickered out again. *Still not quite right.* -The space in front of Belle soon showed the hallmarks of construct artistry, of actual oneirotecture. Desks flickered in and out of existence, iteration upon iteration. The ghosts of particularly useful attempts hovered in the farther distance, serving as reference points for aspects of the final work that were cumbersome to describe or remember. Belle's work grew frantic as the final tweaks went into place---- she was right there, she *almost* had it, just one more try! The joy of creation burned away the worst of Belle's mood, as it always had. +The space in front of Belle soon showed the hallmarks of construct artistry, of actual oneirotecture. Desks flickered in and out of existence, iteration upon iteration. The ghosts of particularly useful attempts hovered in the farther distance, serving as reference points for aspects of the final work that were cumbersome to describe or remember. Belle's work grew frantic as the final tweaks went into place--- she was right there, she *almost* had it, just one more try! The joy of creation burned away the worst of Belle's mood, as it always had. "Note annnnnnnd publish!" Belle declared, satisfied, several minutes later. She had gotten faster at commanding the System, and so she easily cleared away all the debris of her creative rampage. She put the desk under her keyboard. "Levitation off," she casually said. Everything settled into a realistic place. diff --git a/content/stories/the-party-at-the-end-of-the-world.md b/content/stories/the-party-at-the-end-of-the-world.md index d50ba16..1b3f93c 100644 --- a/content/stories/the-party-at-the-end-of-the-world.md +++ b/content/stories/the-party-at-the-end-of-the-world.md @@ -2,7 +2,7 @@ type: story title: The Party at the End of the World author: Krzysztof “Tomash” Drewniak -character: Scout at The Party V — 2401 +character: Scout At The Party V — 2401 --- The Party stumbled at the touch of apocalypse.