first draft

[kayeaton]

All right, I give up. Did I die in my sleep? They always told me about clouds and white angel wings when I was a girl, though nothing says they had to be right about that--it's not like any of them had died before. This place has the white gowns, at least, so that's a point in favor of the theory.

But maybe it isn't Heaven--let's see, what're the other options? The future? I always imagined more city and less wildlife, and I wouldn't've figured on wings as the next big fad, but this isn't bad looking, for a future. Another planet entirely? Doesn't really explain the wings. An alternate dimension? Could explain the wings, if there're alternate dimensions out there where everyone has wings. Hell, maybe it's the past, though I think they skipped the Time of the Bird People back in history class.

Maybe I've just fallen into Wonderland.

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[inabook]

It's called Terca Lumireis. I'm from the capital city, Zaphias, to be exact.

Oh, and you can call me Estelle. It's very nice to meet you, although I am sorry you've been dragged into this as well. [it's polite to say, even if she doesn't seem too upset about the situation.]

[poorneedyand.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I've never heard of it. You'll have to tell me about it sometime.

It's nice to meet you, too, Estelle. You can call me Kay. Thanks for all the help with this place.

[inabook]

Of course! I'm happy to help... And to talk, though you probably want to get more settled first.