The Final Riddle

A little thing from a journal of mine

I come as a shadow to upturned eyes

A darkness of uncertainty, obscuring the answer

That all must seek

Sightless and unfeeling, I am an icy shroud

I breed deceit, and am the root of all fear

I seal all dark pacts, and break all bonds

I am governed by time, yet free from its winds

Older than all yet much shorter lived

I end all beginnings so all may begin again

 

Who am I?

Reviews

[Gheeneil]

Whoa! You got me thinking very hard. :) It's about something dark which is associated with sin perhaps. im not certain. Nonetheless, this is deep, descriptive and mysterious!

[Legion]

I would have to say Death. I like the wording and the riddle. Good work.