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Jan. 28th, 2005 11:39 pmYou start the way all of us start, doing what all of us do. The quest is a story rather than an activity, or rather it is the activity of finding and completing a certain story in what happens. Sometimes this means you are by the quest, rather than on it, as perplexed as any scientist or novelist at how to begin or extend an existing middle. This isn't all that's happening, the other journey's of course still going on, the mill of meals and errands, conversations and oblivia. But you're on a path to something else, while on this path to death.
The story needs a beginning, and now won't do. There's a lot of stuff lying around you'll want explained. Anything you miss will hurt the story. Better go deep down and far back behind it all for your beginning.
The end you get to also pick at the start, though of course it's a fake, QEDs being as unstable as they are. But still you need one, and for morale's sake pick out something quite marvelous. As you near it from the other end sane adjustments will be made.
The middle some dark whispers call the story told, itself. I'd say the middle's already provided. It's just that golden thread we'll call the middle of the middle that's elusive; that thread you just tripped over, the sight of which brought the beginning and end, the ideas beginning and end, into being. That thread's a tricky thread. I've known it to dive right underground, deeper than digging can free. I've seen it go silver then white and then brown, and then stop in a knot or dirty fan of fray (just because it's stopped does not ever mean it's ended). It's strung among branches of trees, at times; others it wanders downslope into caves. It's been known to split up into twos, threes and mazes. These are the least of the tricks, of the troubles. Many give up, many die in the search.
The dark whispers have it that no one has found either end.
The story needs a beginning, and now won't do. There's a lot of stuff lying around you'll want explained. Anything you miss will hurt the story. Better go deep down and far back behind it all for your beginning.
The end you get to also pick at the start, though of course it's a fake, QEDs being as unstable as they are. But still you need one, and for morale's sake pick out something quite marvelous. As you near it from the other end sane adjustments will be made.
The middle some dark whispers call the story told, itself. I'd say the middle's already provided. It's just that golden thread we'll call the middle of the middle that's elusive; that thread you just tripped over, the sight of which brought the beginning and end, the ideas beginning and end, into being. That thread's a tricky thread. I've known it to dive right underground, deeper than digging can free. I've seen it go silver then white and then brown, and then stop in a knot or dirty fan of fray (just because it's stopped does not ever mean it's ended). It's strung among branches of trees, at times; others it wanders downslope into caves. It's been known to split up into twos, threes and mazes. These are the least of the tricks, of the troubles. Many give up, many die in the search.
The dark whispers have it that no one has found either end.
