The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose above the great mountainous island of Tremalking. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the Wheel of Time. But it was beginning.
The Wheel of Time is a cyclical concept where Ages rise and fall, leaving behind only legends that eventually fade into myth. These myths can become unremembered with the passage of time until the cycle repeats itself. The narrative emphasizes that history is not linear, allowing for events and stories to resurface in new forms throughout different Ages.
