In the Beginning was the Word, and it was traced by hand on the first page of his book, before ever it was spoken aloud.
Destiny is the oldest of the Endless.
There are some who believe him to be blind; whilst others, perhaps with more reason, claim that he has travelled far beyond blindness, that indeed he can do nothing but see: that he sees the fine traceries the galaxies make as they spiral through the void, that he sees the intricate patterns living things make on their journey through time.
Destiny smells of dust and the libraries of night. He leaves no footprints. He casts no shadow.
Walk any path in Destiny's garden and you will be forced to choose, not once but many times. The paths fork and divide. With each step you take through Destiny's garden you make a choice; and every choice determines future paths.
However, at the end of a lifetime of walking you might look back and see only one path stretching out behind you; or look ahead and see only darkness.
Sometimes you Dream about the paths of Destiny, and speculate, to no purpose. Dream about the paths you took and the paths you didn't take... The paths diverge and branch and reconnect; some say not even Destiny himself truly knows where any way will take you, where each twist and turn will lead.
But even if Destiny could tell you, he will not. Destiny holds his secrets.
The garden of Destiny. You would know it if you saw it. After all, you will wander it until you die. Or beyond. For the paths are long, and even in Death there is no ending to them.
Destiny of the Endless is the only one who understands the garden's peculiar geography, distinct from time and space, where the potencial becomes the actual. Destiny knows. The book he carries is as much a guide to the garden as it is to the minutiae of future-past.
Destiny has no path of his own. He makes no decisions, picks no branching ways; his way is laid out, drawn and defined, from the beginning of time to the end of everything.
- Neil Gaiman "The Sandman: Season of Mists"