Within the pre-universe void
She lay dormant, a continuum of nothing,
And the span of her nothingness was immeasurable,
For even she did not exist.
Yet she was the measurer,
Stillborn and untried,
Impotent, frozen, and inert.
At her emergence, a stirring.
The first event, the alpha.
And she became the silent and intangible force
That has no master and no end.
Unerringly consistent, infallible.
Undisturbed by cycles, ages, or occurrences.
Merciless and emotionless, she keeps the engravings
Of history yet made.