I Am the Thread That Binds Time I have walked through empires that crumbled under the weight of their own myths, and fields where no flag ever flew, yet still, humanity sowed hope. I was there when stories were barter and stars were maps, when every word etched in bone or bark was a leap toward immortality. I’ve stood beside the fires of invention and the ash of silence. All the while, I’ve carried fragments of myself from age to age reshaped, renamed, but never erased.