The beginning. Technically, I already started this story. But, the things you don't know are hidden, and an explanation is required. Quite. Blue is Blue. Glitter is Glitter. But who am I? 410Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVDq2maTOwO
I've been talking in Babbles. Babbling. But, I may be able to explain that. As well as my frequent use of past and present tense. Everything will be explained soon enough. But I can't start at Me. Because Me is too far ahead in the story. I can't start at the very Beginning. Because the very Beginning is too far past. So maybe, I should start in the Future.
Really, Future wasn't that great. Isn't that great. Well, it won't be that great, I suppose is how I should say it. Future is full of... abnormalities. Things in the Future cannot be explained. Won't be able to be explained. Not now, and not there. The Now is the most important. But the Future is where everything crashes. The Now is only when it begins to crash.
Oh, sigh. Maybe the Now would be a better start to this story. Or maybe, the Then. Not the Past, but the Then. Sigh, all this riddle talk is reminding me too much of Blue. But then again, you can't really go a day without Blue. Blue jeans. Blue skies. Blue pens. It's all Blue.
I should start at the Then. But, at this moment, I have to attend to the Now, so the Then will have to wait.
Funny, I have to attend to the Now, in order to reach the Past.
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