A point on the timeline existed, in which I had the habit of staring longingly into the visual vessels connected to the occiptal lobe of my paternal biological parent. In a house of happiness, I was crowned absolute monarch, and acquired a royal throne constructed purely of solid gold (Au). Those (approximately) 24-hour cycles are no more, however, but the residual mental imprints of their occurrence are located upon the surface of the interior fortifications of my residential estate. I hallucinate music originating from the ubications in which I was birthed from a uteral canal. Upon a raised elevation of terrain opposing a freshwater body, containing sediment though lacking considerable concentrations of NaCl (Sodium Chloride). At that location I obtained my initial shattering of my metaphorical cardiac organ. I continue to reminisce about the specifics regarding the process in which the entirety of the aforementioned details were reconstructed drastically.
My alpha male parent declared: Do not concern yourself, juvenile; observe the Catholic Kingdom is in possession of a strategy for thee. At the risk of sounding stupdenously redundant, I repeat: Do not become overwhelmed with concerned emotion at this immediate time. [Prolongued agreement]
A point in the vacuum of space and time existed through which I encountered a female of a separate variety. We reigned over civilization, I had zealously believed I would fail to misplace her from my Line of Sight. We were chronologically immature, she appears in my frontal cortex on occasion. I continue to hallucinate musical pieces, which in turn cause automatic references to my childhood memories pertaining to the prologue of this particular musical vocalization. This cognitive fabrication of song induced pre-recorded thoughts of a close yet platonic acquaintance (A deuteraganist foreshadowed earlier in this novella).