Chapter 1. A Beginning

Sometimes a great ocean takes sway across the waves of our lives, richly inheriting the transgression of magnificent obsession. The grand simplicity of the möbius strip which binds us all had at once held me in despair, yet I humbled myself at once for gods deaf of ear, and cold of heart. It was in this one long, incessant, continuously arduous moment of solitude that I learned how to stop the pain, how to stop the suffering. I had faced my enemy, walked across the valleys and peaks of a desperate man's soul. My soul had ached for the longest time for a life of meaning as I had contemptuously neglected that part of me any satisfaction. Yet in this long, insufferable moment it has ceased to ache, and I found myself profoundly shaken to my core. Poseidon himself had exiled me from my former life and brought me here to this wretched piece of rock to live out the rest of my years, and it was here on this island that I was born anew. We all have our great oceans that we must cross, our rivers that we must bridge, and mine could not have possibly been any deeper or wider. For every possible ending there must be a single beginning from which all outcomes pour forth, and this story begins with a sailboat. She was a fast ship and aptly so I named her the Searider Falcon.


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