“And then we’d be at each other’s throats even more.” Oh, petal. You say that like it’s a bad thing. It occurs to me to dwell on what a microcosm we are of the war as a whole, you and I. The physics of us. An action and an equal and opposite reaction. My viny-hivey elfworld, as you say, versus your techy-mechy dystopia. We both know it’s nothing so simple, any more than a letter’s reply is its opposite.
i read this a month ago and i’m still on its tail
