A reviled queen and an orphaned child stand before a statue of St. Lilah:

The Sovereign, "She died for you, as did all who came before her."

Child, "Who came before her?"

Sovereign, "Everybody. Every human; every elf; every dog and deer and dragon;
every man, woman, child, and sexless nematode, all creatures to have ever died have all died for you."

Child, "...Why?"

Sovereign, "Such is the very nature of nature, the very nature of life... of time... I have it on good authority that even the stars die for their young, that even the Moon was born from another. Some day, far into the future, you too will give your breath back to Her skies and, as always, from Her rains will bloom life anew."