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Of all the times to experience deja vu, notifying emergency services about a snake monster before it eats her is an odd one.

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She arrives on a pleasant sandy beach.

The rising slope of the sand blocks her view inland, but off to her right along the curve of the shore she can see some crudely made wooden huts, thatched with gradually disintegrating grass. In and around the huts, some people of a largely Elf-like body plan but few other resemblances to Elves are preparing to go out fishing, in small boats much prettier than the houses they live in.

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She sighs deeply and strides hutward, listening.

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The language they're speaking bears no resemblance to any she's heard before. It's approximately aesthetically acceptable, but clearly not designed with beauty in mind.

As she approaches, more of the village is revealed behind a low ridge; the huts are clustered around the mouth of a river, and the buildings get nicer as they get farther from the sea, although none reach the point of being something an Elf would admit to having constructed.

Someone spots her and calls a greeting. Busy not-elves have a brief, friendly argument over who should go see what she wants; then the youngest person there, a small boy, volunteers himself and darts off toward her.

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She tries the languages she knows without much optimism.

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The boy disclaims knowledge of any of these, then attempts to introduce himself as Kioh and invite her into the prettier and less busy section of the village.

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She introduces herself back and follows him.

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He retrieves a woman from the second-prettiest dwelling available.

The woman is - old, and not old like an Elf where mostly what you see is mannerisms indicating experience and maturity. She has those too, but she's... withered. Her curly black hair is fading to white; her medium-brown skin is wrinkled and papery. (The hair is wrapped up in a scarf, but from beneath the scarf it falls loose down her back.)

The small boy chatters at both of them, and the old woman smiles and pats his shoulder and introduces herself as Viasarae, then attempts to inquire (supplementing her incomprehensible words with mime and gesture) where Ambela is from and how she came to be here instead of there.

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Ambela tries not to be too visibly freaked out by a person who looks like an abandoned eggplant on Endorë. She indicates as best she can that she does not know how she got here and that she is from another planet.

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...the 'another planet' part seems to be unduly puzzling. Viasarae sends Kioh to retrieve a map from inside her house, and indicates that the village is right here on the coast, at the end of an unmarked offshoot of this particular river on the map's sole (large, blobby, unrecognizable) continent.

(Rather inexplicably, the map has a single city with no surrounding landmass marked a considerable distance away from the main continent. It almost looks like, rather than 'this city is right here in the middle of the ocean', the map is trying to say 'this city is somewhere but your guess is as good as mine about the specifics'. The dot and the handwriting that labels it are both fancier than any other city on the map. The alphabet, of course, is totally indecipherable.)

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Ambela looks at the map, nods at the pointing, and then mimes drawing in case they have paper to spare.

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This occasions another errand for Kioh. He comes back with some low-quality handmade paper, a stick of charcoal, and a rough wooden board to flatten the paper on.

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Ambela spreads out the paper and draws the continents of Valinor.

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Viasarae frowns thoughtfully at them. The frown causes unsettling variations in the topography of her abandoned-eggplant face.

She attempts to ask what these places are called and which if any of them Ambela came from.

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Ambela names places. She lives here in Valimar.

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With reference to objects in the environment, Viasarae is able to not only name some local landmarks but also translate the names: the big river is the Rocky River, the offshoot is the Pebbled River, the village is Pebbled Shore, and the fancy city in the middle of the ocean is Skygarden.

She tries to ask after the spatial relationship between Valimar and this here continent.

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Ambela points at the sky.

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...Viasarae shakes her head. She points at Skygarden on the map, and out at the sky over the ocean.

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Ambela draws two suns with rays and a planet with Valian continents and a moon orbiting it.

She points at the sky.

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Viasarae is perplexed. She attempts to confirm the identities of these various objects, incidentally providing Ambela with local vocabulary for 'sun' and 'moon' and 'dawn' and 'dusk' and 'day' and 'night'.

Kioh, meanwhile, fetches chairs for them to sit on (Ambela would be a little tall to fit inside one of the houses) and a sun-shade to set up over them, and two empty wooden cups. When he hands one to Viasarae, it fills itself with water, and she holds the other one out to Ambela with a little motion as though to offer her the same service.

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She is startled, but nods.

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Cupful of inexplicably appearing water! It's very pure, picking up only the barest hint of flavour from the clean wood of the cup.

Viasarae regards Ambela thoughtfully.

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What interesting pure water this is. Sip. She doesn't have the vocabulary to solicit an explanation, but she can point at things and try to find out what they are called later. Anyway, yes, those are suns, two of them, and a planet and a moon.

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The question of how that planet managed to end up with double the ordinary number of suns is beyond their mutual vocabulary at present. Viasarae decides instead to focus on the journey: did you fly here or arrive by some other means? Do you have a way to get back?

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Other means, and no.

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She says something that is probably an expression of sympathy, then conveys an offer for Ambela to stay in the village for now if she likes, and a suggestion that if she'd rather take her chances elsewhere there are some larger settlements upriver, although she'll have to go quite a ways to get to one that's important enough to be marked on the map of the continent.

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