Isn't it impressive, how little the world cares for us. Humans number in the billions, but are so easily slain, by illness, by animals and weather. And you, so powerful, so deadly, and then an unfortunately directed sunbeam means the end. Barring an accident or disease, a human lives for a century at most, while trolls live for millenia. Yet still, in the end, once you and I have died, the world keeps on turning, and will continue, heedless. *grins humorlessly* What is it that keeps you going?