You are speaking at the table, drinking your sluck. Happy for the attention, you try your best to impress them with tales of your travels. Not many travelers come by here on Plutonus III, and your broad grin becomes theirs. Say, did you ever tell them that... Or, just after the interplanetary war was starting... Or how about the quaint pond planet, that one you visited before its destruction when...
You speak, and they might close their eyes and imagine. Chased to the end of the story, they share your fate.
Now begin. Already you feel it forming in your mind. This will be a tale of great scope and power, with characters large you enact with silly voices, of life-shattering tremors you bellow in deep tones, wrapped up so neatly in the end they'll reject it, they'll deny you. 'Of all the cosmos, there was nothing so false,' they will tell you. But be quiet and listen, the stars are in motion. Nothing was ever so captivating like a story.