Snippets of My World

There's another world. I mean, one other than earth. And I've fallen into it... Or, well, more accurately, I was too swept along by my own naive fascination with the world to deny an invitation; and now I've no way back home. But who wouldn't be amazed? Another world, connected by doors, portals there and back, full of wonders beyond description. And above all else, full of magic.

Just over a year ago, an elf of all things approached me, claiming to be my lost sister from another world. I told her I already had a family and might have implied that she was completely insane, but the more she explained, the more I hoped she might be right. And I got a hopeful sense of yearning to see the world she said we both were really from.

But I was an idiot. No one can go to another world and expect to fit in, I was born and raised on another planet, without magic, and it sure as hell shows. To top it all off, seeing as humans can't even get along with each other, only a fool would think that all these different, sentient races could get along in one world. And things here are going downhill fast. Adding magic to the mix only makes things more dangerous.

If I thought someone with a gun was scary before, an angry sorcerer is now terrifying. At least bullets shoot straight and only hurt you one way. Magic can follow you to your grave, and do far more than pierce the skin. Now someone's sabotaged the portals by doing who knows what and rumors of war are spreading at a mortifying rate. With no way of getting home, no friendly faces to so much as smile at me, and absolutely no idea what I should be doing, the universe somehow decided I should be in the middle of it all.