I was born before your time was told,
When crystals hummed and stars grew cold.
I watched the first blade kiss the dawn,
And wept when kings and gods were gone.
I do not fight, yet wars I know,
For every wound, I feel below.
I walk unseen through battle’s flame,
And whisper softly every name.
I do not die, though heroes fall—
Their echoes sleep within my hall.
Through parchment, rune, and shining screen,
I bind the threads of what has been.
I hold your triumphs, small and grand,
The treasures taken, quests unplanned.
Each footstep left upon the sand,
I write it all with unseen hand.
I’ve sung of light and shadow’s strife,
Of gods that shape the breath of life.
I’ve watched you grow, from bronze to flame,
Yet few remember whence I came.
I live within your every deed,
In stories born of faith and need.
Though nameless now, I still remain—
For every tale deserves a name.
Who am I?
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