Inside Story: Prelude

A Tale for The Not-Faint of Heart...

In the beginning on the edge of "once upon a time" a Daft Old Lady sat knitting.

She may have been tatting. Or perhaps she was weaving. For in front of her glowed a screen and on that screen flickered line after line after line of numbers. And the Daft Old Lady watched them and she pulled the lines of numbers out of the screen and they began to weave together into a singular pattern.

Line after line and number after number the Daft Old Lady called them out to A Friend In A Nearby Place.

The Friend In A Nearby Place watched a screen and saw line after line. Number after number and line after line, The Friend In A Nearby Place called them out to the Daft Old Lady.

And, line after line, number after number they matched. They wove a most singular pattern.

Some way away from these two lived a Watcher.

The Watcher gazed at a screen, too and saw line after line after line after number after number. The Watcher called them out to the Daft Old Lady and The Friend In a Nearby Place.

And they all matched.

And wove into a most singular pattern.

And that pattern had a story to it. It had a lifeline and a gong at the end of it. And the Power of Three had seen the pattern and it went back to once upon a time, somewhere around the middle where The Friend In A Nearby Place had had a Chance Encounter…

…to be continued