It was never a ‘Winter’s Tale’ or I would have known. As the Green Man once told me: ‘All living things will pass’ and I knew that it was so.
The seasons come and the seasons go in highly regulated formality; apart from the intricate details of each individual one.
I watched from my hiding place as the millennia merged into epochs and species rose, flourished, decayed and fell. I was not visibly moved – but, I ‘had’ seen it all… before.
It ‘is’ weird being the ‘Being’ who caused it to begin – but, I am comfortable with it.