The Present, Or Future, possibly Past: Location Unknown
"Manfred! Manfred, you've done it!" They cheered and hollered. However, the one named Manfred was not amongst them. His mark was everywhere. They sat in their future as he ran amok, from Manfred von Richthofen to Manfred Mann and the other Manfred Mann, there has only been one man: And his name was Manfred. In the blink of an eye, this man lost the concept of time, found the concept of time, founded the oncept of time, mastered the concept of time, and became time incarnate. For strange aeons this man travelled upon his throne of ticking time. Sometimes it ticked slowly, others quite rapidly, and if you can imagine, even ticked backwards. He- No, he has transcended gender, The Manfred slipped seamlessly about the fourth dimension without worry, care or cause. Leaving baffled Time-Cops to clean up his messes; though they may never get them all.
DECEMBER 31, 1969 is an important date in Manfred Lore. It is said to be his final showing as a God of Time. He descended from his starry
night- I say His because even the stars bow to Time- And graced a lonely Citadel with his presence. He climbed the highest mountains of
the land and delved the deepest caverns. "Time is fleeting," Manfrd once said. And he said this again, staring at the moonlit sky. This
world was his to enjoy- Nay: Every world, at any time. He had seem the birth of the cosmos, and even stared into the Death of Time. For, it
seems, even time has a cruel master.
"What do I do," He asked no one, "With unending Time?" It is unknown if he ever answered that question, what does one do when time is as
fluid as water? It goes back and forth, even up and down, yet always towards an end. In the long run, it seems, Manfred revisted the
Citadel for years to come, living life as it came.
DECEMBER 31 1969 was Manfred's last journey through Time, as he sought to change what had been done to The Cave of Immortal Ice.... His changes were made, and noticed, yet his footprint was left at the site. The date of the change was marked as before the Citadel even stood. No one was displeased, none more not displeased than Strolen himself, who offered Manfred a place to relax and enjoy his Time...
This expose was penned by The Mightiest of Pieh, Strolenati Circa 2003, Orator of Scriven Dreams, and all around fun guy.