The Greatest Story Ever Told

I was born and so soon shall I also die, all that's in between is merely a vapour slowly wafting in the breeze. Slowly seeking an unknown. I seek not what I know, but what is not known. My eyes open when I dream. A mere denizen of the plateau of reality am I. Follow me if you seek a story. Mine is not unlike your own. Many chapters remain unwritten and many more unread. For even I am not my own author. Greatnes has come and gone, yet so soon shall it be again. Why seek stories of yore when future tales shall dwarf even those?