Many stories start the same.
They start in some place.
During some time.
With some people.
Yet what happens when the story begins before there is Time?
What happens when it's in a place before places?
What happens when it's not about people?
You humans confuse me.
You wish to know my name? Well, no. I don't have one.
Very few in this story do.
This is a story about spirits. Did you expect it to be the same?
You may not understand if I don't try to relate it. I'll do the best I can.
I suppose I'll need to give you a name, right? That's how this works?
You can call me Adam.
We're not here to talk about me, though. I'm just here to tell the story.
The story of the brightest spirit I ever knew and the shadow that loved her more than you could ever comprehend.
There are many things you likely won't comprehend.
Let's begin, shall we?
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