Soft as an echo, I feel I am fading— Fading until I am gone. Still I remain. I am listening and waiting— Waiting for you to go on. Once more, once more. Tell me my story once more. Swiftly repeat it before I’m forgotten— Pleading, O tell me, once more.

In Kelanna, when you die, they don’t say prayers for you, for they have no heaven and no gods to pray to. There is no reincarnation; you will not return. Without a body, you are nothing anymore, except for a story.

Once there was, and one day there will be.

If you didn't like your own life, you changed it. You ran away. You did something spectacular. you didn't steal someone else's story and pretend it was yours.

Captain Reed eyed him thoughtfully. "I built my whole life around the stories they about me. You know what I learned?"Archer shook his head."What you do makes you who you are....