The Serpent watches the world. The cycle is at its end. Something new is born. The watcher now longer will watch.

  It is perhaps predictable. The watcher sees the cycles. The cycles are eternal.

  In this cycle it was the serpent, a representative of stories and cycles in a form mortals could understand. The Watcher has seen this world, it has seen the past, it has seen what might yet be.

  The watchers cycle of being a presence near the real is over. The cycle must continue. There are more stories to witness, more cycles that must be seen.

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  Before returning the serpent, now the watcher, turns its gaze to the cycle of the world it is leaving. It sees the tribe rise and fall, it sees the world be born and it sees it die. It sees the change the Child has wrought. It sees the end of the entity that was once the Child. And it sees its beginning.

  The Watcher returns to where its first cycle began and existence changes. A new cycle has begun. It sees the new age, it sees the new cycle. It sees the cycle it exists within. The beginning was not the beginning, and the watcher has been here before. The cycle begins anew, the watcher shall watch.

  A fragment of something greater.

  This has been the first story I have ever written that I have shared with a wider audience and completed. If anyone ever reads this I will count myself happy.

  If anyone gives me any feedback, I will be more than happy.