Today was an interesting day, to say the very least of it. I traveled to a place that, before this morning, I didn’t know existed. There’s a lot of people there, none of which I know. And there are some things to see that I am not even sure I would write down; were it not for the fact that others have already done so here, I do not think that I would be.
So where should I start? My name? Perhaps. It’s J’naem. There’s a last name, but I do not need to record that right now.
This morning wasn’t anything out of the ordinary: the usual coffee and croissant, the news, and then down to the library for some research on the latest paper. I spent a few hours there, and checked out a copy of A Tale of Two Cities. (Why not? The paper’s not due for another 5 months or so.) Toss the book in my backpack and I headed back home.
There wasn’t a whole lot else to do today, since most of the people I know were either at work or out of town on vacation. I headed over to the park, backpack filled with a couple books and a few snacks.
I don’t suppose that I was really prepared for the next part. I dug into my backpack to grab the copy of Two Cities that I’d checked out, and found a book that I had not seen before…It had a circular drawing on the front of its green hardcover, a design of some sort that meant nothing to me. Not quite sure where the book had come from, I flipped it open to see what it was about. (It’s a book, so, nothing out of the ordinary, no precautions needed, right?)
What I saw was…impossible. A moving image on the first page, picturing an island in the clouds. There was a hut on the island, and a mountain behind that. Entranced, I brushed my fingers over the picture, and…transported? I’m really not quite sure what to call it at this point. Some others in this archive have mentioned linking. Perhaps that is what it is.
The very next second, I was, in fact, standing in the middle of that island I saw in the picture, backpack now on the ground, my having dropped it upon arrival.
Now what do I do?