My other DA account was great while I was that person, but five years is a long time and I'm not really her anymore. Well no, that's not right. I'm every bit her. Only I've grown. I've not changed at all, it's just that I'm discovering who I've always been, and learning not to be afraid to be her. At any rate, a lot of the things I knew, thought, and felt then don't represent what I know, think, and feel now. So it's time to move forward.
Only I didn't feel like making a whole new account. On the other hand, erasing everything from my current one to wipe it and start over seemed like such a chore. Besides, it might be an interesting thing to keep on hand, a record for the ages, something to look back on to see how I have evolved.
Then I remembered I'd had another account when I first got started here. The name seems a little silly now. But I've always been a fan of silly. So I'm once again Latin for Goddess. But you can call me Story. It sounds like an odd nickname, until you understand that I identify as Storyteller. It's so much a part of my identity that I don't even qualify that with an "a." It's a state of being that transcends the need for articles.
I suppose it's a little retrograde to move forward by going back to the beginning. Then again, I've always been the sort to act outside the prescribed norm. So it's fitting.
And here I am.







What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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