"No, you don't. I'm a hundred years in the future. A thousand. I'm in a field of green grass and wild flowers. There is nothing left of this place. Only stones."
"Is this meant to impress me?"
"No," Rain whispered, "Like I said, you can't even begin to understand it. It doesn't matter what you think. It doesn't matter what you do. You are just a blip in eternity to me."
Binder