From Three Views of Crystal Waters by Katherine Govier:
There are stories. Stories that are told and told. They belong to the people who tell them, not the people who are in them. The one who is the storyteller is the one who collects. Maybe he is lame. Maybe he lives alone and has no one to talk to . Then he will remember them, go over them in his mind, so the stories are not lost. This is an old tradition. Now not so many will follow. When the story teller is ready, he will tell the story. You may be in the story. It is not finished. You may be part of the story…
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NaNoWriMo Day 26 1537 words (November total: 36888 13,112 to go in the next 4 days!)
Shawn L. Bird 
Those people chosen by the storyteller are lucky to inherit a form of eternal life. To be mentioned time and time again through the years each time the story is told until people eventually ask ” who was she/he “.The answer would be given ” Ah child, she/he lived at the time of the story and became part of the story back then. But we can have any name since it’s the story that’s important”.
True, and one’s story is a gift and a connection. When I was a little girl, my dad would tell me stories, and though they were often stories from his life, the heroine was always a little girl, called Shawn. 🙂