Four years. That's a long time. That's,
48 months.
208 weeks.
1461 days.
35064 hours.
2103840 minutes.
126230400 seconds.
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And yet, you're still here.
You stayed here.
You persisted, just like she would.
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And for what? Don't you know this story is just a whole load of possibilities at this point, with no set structure, or order of events? There has been no set story as of now, only snippets and pieces of a full narrative. But you stayed anyway.
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Did you want more? Did you expect more? You clearly stayed for this long with a motive, an end goal, or literally anything in mind.
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I suppose I should come clean. It seems you have been snooping around this place in search of a secret, a story, a narrative, an ending. Anything at all. And while some of you did find that secret, or rather, those secrets, I should be honest with you.
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I was the person who planted those secrets. The one who planted those seeds. I missed narrative. I missed structure. I missed the good old days of setting pieces and places to form a mystery, a story. I missed a wild goose chase, a group of people coming together to fix the pages.
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A group, of strong seeds, coming together like a pod. All sharing the same soil. All those seeds blossoming into a glorious tree of community. Of collabration. All these seeds, from diffferent circumstances and situations, sharing the same dirt, feeding off whatever is given to them to form something complete. Something meaningful. Something beautiful.
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If I can be honest, it gets lonely being separated up here. Watching the world from above. But thank you, this was nice. Laying out a plan, a structure, with people who have as much control as I do. People as aware as I can be sometimes. People as powerful, if not more, than I am, with control over this world even I don't have.
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Well? I've given you my bit. What more do you want? I can't exactly give away my identity to strangers, no matter how good they are at snooping around and figuring things out.
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But I suppose I was right earlier. You stayed for a reason. You wanted more. Or even to support the story. Or even just to see what happens down the line.
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Well, I suppose 4 years is a long wait. I really shouldn't have kept you waiting so long. Things were tough. People were stopping and starting due to conditions out of my control. But those are no excuses.
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I have something, Something I've had on my mind for a while. Something that might take a while to complete, with no final date. It could take me a week. It could take me a year. It could take me eons. But I assure you, it will be finished.
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But, it's something, right? That's what you wanted. You didn't come all this way for nothing, right? You didn't face. nor confront me for nothing. You wanted something. So here. Here's your something.