It all began a million worlds ago at a town square.

Or maybe at a royal banquet.

Or maybe at a lighthouse.

That was certainly when pace picked up, at least.

It continued on, jumping from tragedy to tragedy, until all was left was a goodbye.

The final tragedy. The end of a curse.

And then it began again, at a shop called the Lighthouse Cafe (so called because the owners felt people were drawn to lighthouses, and wanted to draw in customers much the same way - that was what Radames had said, at least). When Lyril dropped a bag of packaged coffee beans. When Amir paid for Raphael's recovery with his time and his inheritance. When Veronica broke into an art show. When Morrigan decided to ask Daelan for the biggest favor of his life.

Or maybe, just maybe, it began a trillion worlds and years before that, when starlight illuminated the world.