The ability to make fire at will. It allowed us light to see in the darkness, warmth against the cold, a tool to cook our food.’ He gestured vaguely in the direction of the Delta’s engines. ‘Fire is what eventually led to travel across the black beyond, the ability to start a new life on a New World.

Life equals running and when we stop running maybe that's how we'll know life is finally finished.

You said we all want there to be more than this! Well, there's always more than this. There's always something you don't know.

Here's what I think," I say and my voice is stronger and thoughts are coming, thoughts that trickle into my noise like whispers of truth. "I think maybe everybody falls," I say. "I think maybe we all do. And I don't think that's the asking." I pull on her arms gently to make sure she's listening. "I think the asking is whether we get back up again.

We all fall but that's not what matters. What matters is picking yourself up again.

You went up a girl and came down a woman.

Here I am. Here we are. Here we go. Here is all that matters.