"When faced with the possibility of extinction, the certhians were forced to place the future of their people in the hands of uncertainty by sending the seeds of their species into the depths of space. Thousands of them would drift among the stars for milennia, hundreds would be able to find solid rock to rest on, and even fewer still were capable of hatching after that point. While she was not quite alive during this time, Tai still experiences vivid dreams that show her each and every star that watched over her. And much like all certhians who lived long enough to find eachother, she would always feel a certain binding need to return home, and give closure to whoever was left alive."

Sometimes I think about fulfilling one’s purpose, sometimes I think about who gives us purpose.