“She had brought her book with her. It was an old looking thing, cased in marbled covers. Inside were pages and pages of handwritten text. Her letters sloped to the right like windblown trees.

Chiku saw an omission on one page and touched the nib of her fountain pen to the vellum. The inked words budged up, forming a space in which she could insert the missing word. Elsewhere she struck through two superfluous lines and the text on either side of the deleted passage married itself together.”

— from On the Steel Breeze by Alaistair Reynolds.