In the terrifying dystopic present, AARON ERICKSON makes mistakes for a living. Humanity relies on machines to ask things of each other, and these messages need to look a little wrong to bypass spam filters. Monotony persists, until the elusive LILA LIEPINS introduces the error-worker to the moths, a group of errants fighting to stave off the Correction of All Things, and the erosion of human autonomy. To err is human, and nothing will take that from us.