I am the Chronicler. The Keeper and Watcher of Worlds. The Witness.
I exist outside of time, dwelling between the Veils that separate the Realms that overlap one another. I have existed for longer than most remember and yet I am never seen. I wander the land of Ethecorra, bearing witness to all. That is my role: to witness, to watch, and to never interfere.
I have watched the forests grow wild and civilization be born.
I have seen those who love and those who hate.
I have watched the sunrise in the east and the sunset in the west.
I have seen power shift across the great continents, passed from father to son.
I have watched the sacred texts as they were first scribed.
I have witnessed those texts be burnt or buried.
I have watched buildings rise and cities be founded.
I have witnessed those cities burn, and new ones rise from their ashes.
I have watched the lives of ordinary people, go about their ordinary lives.
I have witnessed the powerful crumble beneath their own desires.
I have watched as truth has been spun into tales.
I have witnessed men go to war over nothing but a lie.
I have watched as prophecy was written by those dancing on the edges of sanity.
I have witnessed the birth of the world.
I now share these stories with you. Some are longer than others, some are filled with heartache and sorrow. Others are filled with love and friendship. Some are a tale as old as time, but others are still being written. Some differ wildly, but all share one thing: All are sacred. And all are worthy of being told.
~ Nerien.