The Plane

have no idea.”

“Okay. Okay...” Was there something in their approach which they should change for future riddles? Any further preparation they could do? Anything...

Was there a pattern in the riddles, maybe? Grammar, no answer, herself. Or, the letter n, no answer, herself. N, no answer, Cold? N.... none... no... no. There was nothing.

Maybe... maybe something they had in common? A difficult thing with just two solved riddles. Grammar and her... no.

Then, maybe a

“My two parts, each one just like the other, would trap you forever. All of nothing comes before me, yet I am a part of everything. And... I don't know whom 'you' means this time. Are we still doing the split approach?”

“Yeah.”

Two parts... and a part of everything. That sounded like some kind of particle all matter was comprised of... but she didn't know the names of any particles, so it had to be in the metaphorical sense. Two things... making one thing, which was a part of everything. Life and death? All of nothing comes before me... I am a part of everything... that could be it. Only, life and death were not like each other. Still, this sounded promising. Maybe birth and death? And they were both part of life? Was life the answer? But birth was not like death; it was the opposite. And wasn't there something else...

“Sorry, can you say it again?”

“My two parts, each one just like the other, would trap you forever. All of nothing comes before me, yet I am a part of everything.”

“Thanks.”

Would trap you forever. That made sense. All of nothing comes before me. That also made sense. I am a part of everything – that kind of made sense, except it was only every living