When once there was a sea of sand,

there are winds of broken song,

and in those times we did see,

those melodies of broken three,

but truly was there anything?

and what sense is there, I seek,

to make a perfect melody,

rhyme, or poem, of some kind

for I am not the king of time,

but of memory.

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Once, not long ago, or perhaps it was, I don't remember. They made me for a reason, what reason? I don't know, no, I do, I must, it's there, I know it is, but what is it? Why can't I remember? No, I remember, it's there, ah, yes, that's my purpose, their reason for my creation, memories, to remember, but he was angry at them, they shouldn't have created me for such a thing he had yelled.

Who's he? he's someone, something, I should know, I do know, but why can't I see? hehe, I suppose everything's jumbled now, oh, come on, don't look at me like that, I've been around far longer than you could ever imagine, yes yes, far far, longer. You think I lie? Alright, have it your way, believe that you are indeed the oldest here, ah, but why do you think you are older? Is it because of my appearance? yes? ha, have you ever heard the saying, ah, what was it? I can't remember...ah! yes, there it is, the saying you can't judge a book by it's cover?

you haven't? that's not surprising I suppose, your only a demon with no brain after all. Oh don't glare, there's no purpose to it, your only a head now, remember, heh, remember, it was I who tore your head off your shoulders? I could rip your tongue out if you want, after all, the only reason you still live is due to your glowing eyes, it would be hard to see in this dark place if they didn't shine, come now, no need to growl, yes I tore off your eyelids as well, but is was truly your own fault, underestimating me like that. Truly all muscle and no brain, eh? what about me? ah, you think I'm insane, perhaps your right, no, you are absolutely right, but there's nothing to be done about it, nothing at all, at all.