Prelude

It came from the place between here and there, just after then, but before now. It had many good intentions that It fully intended to ignore and a clear purpose of doing something. Unlike the majority of objects, which willingly leave copies of themselves in people's memories, It never left impressions of Itself behind. Instead, It passed from one hand of its choosing to another, no one recalling that they had ever possessed It. In reality, no one ever has. It, however, has possessed hundreds of humans, always in the same pattern: Athlete, Academic, Artist. Then, on It moves to the next trinity. Perhaps It has done this forever, and perhaps It never actually existed. Either way, Its past possessions have stories to tell.