The Nameless one

I am a being free from time. Unbounded by the restrictions of time beings, I am at liberty. I can see beyond the realm of man. I understand the path mortals have taken. I have watched them trace it fleeting upon the face of the eons, the past as vivid before me as the future.

I breathe, I speak, I move, in seasons. I whisper through generations, going backwards, going forward. I know not all, though I know much. My hands struggle to reach any one person. I can grasp only roughly in fits and starts. I know them, but they know not me. They misconstrue my every overture, misunderstand my every word, delight in everything which I abhor.

Leaving me, as ever I was, since the dawn.

I am the one alone, the nameless one.