It does not make sense? This entire reality is created. The Queen has made trees, rivers, animals. All that you see is false, inconstant. We ourselves can shape matter into almost anything we wish here merely by thinking. Why is it impossible that we could have been created as well? Memories can be deceptive.

Give up? [She smiles faintly.] Perhaps I was unclear. I meant that I would not choose to continue to exist in that way. There are ways to object to the nature of one's existence that do not involve giving up. But as to what I would do, that is what I have not decided.