Welcome to Gaia! ::

Initially, she did not recognize with sureness the connection of sameness between the scenery that greeted her upon her first arrivals in this place after being transported by enchanted words that beckoned to her.

Now she found that pieces of certainty were beginning to piece themselves together in her consciousness with each new visit to this place.

She was starting to recognize simple landmarks she had seen previously on rather aimless strolls of exploration time and time again now.

At first, she thought she was, reasonably in terms of realistic likeness, taken by a bewildering magic triggered by the saying of the aforementioned persistently thought words to a place on Earth, such as in Greece or Rome in particular perhaps; maybe an archaeological site in either had been her first guess.

However, the incantation's worded specifics and Prince Castor's imparted information during their interactions with one another had her puzzling over the likelihood that she was actually on a place called Castor. Moreover, she may more specifically be in a place called Aptera located in a place called Castor. Truly, she struggled constantly with new developments and also with extraordinary situations she found herself in. She found it challenging to wrap her mind wholly around what to believe when it clashed with what she has known about the world for much of the years she had studied about it growing up; having thought hidden knowledge of the world's facts were documented and needed only to be searched for in databases.

Yet, here she was again, on otherworldly soil. This was a place that slowly but steadily became more familiar, that especially presented, in sudden, unexpected fragments here and there in the moments she was in this place, more memories she was still hard-pressed to find herself convinced were memories belonging to some part of her that was here so many, many years ago.

And yet, she could not at all deny that she had a craving to learn more and more about these visions around her, surrounding her, encompassing her right now.

At one point, she would feel like a tourist, seeing this place for the first time and comparing the sights with what she has seen in pictures of similar-looking places. She would see parts of it, training equipment and supplies and so forth, and wonder what purpose they served exactly. And then, she would all of a sudden feel as though she knew, but only needed to recall the answer to such questions she wondered about, as easily as her breathing consciously to face the start of each morning day by day.

Why did she feel that a part of her was calling this place home? This was the question she most wanted an answer to.