Every story has a beginning, it sets the mood and tone, it is the first time you will awaken in my world. Currently it is a world of chaos. Yet as of now, this must do, the thoughts in my head are too confused to stay there. I would say hundreds to impress, but there’s only ever twelve floating about. The problem being, twelve has wedded itself to others, who in turn pull their brethren, so as the mind races on, I ask myself, “am I going crazy,” but then another thought flashes by.