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<That's weird. My house is a few miles that way,> he adds, pointing. <We can see if my mom can send you home.>

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<Yes, it is very weird. And the ten years I spent in Terraria were much, much weirder.>

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<This world is called Elcenia,> he mentions. <Do you want to walk or fly?>

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<Well...>

She spreads her wings and flaps them tentatively.

<It seems like they're functioning normally now that there's a down again. I think that's the problem they were having before. Sure, let's fly, flying is more fun and generally faster.> And she takes off, flapping her inexplicably lift-generating cobwebs.
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Mallyn follows her with his sleekly efficient flying magic.

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Since it's only a few miles, there's no need to push for speed. She accelerates gradually. Flap flap. How do those cobwebs manage to catch any air at all.

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It's certainly very confusing, but it's not more of a visual puzzle than Mallyn flying unsupported even by cobwebs.

Eventually he sets down at a house with plants on the roof. It sits in what looks like a park, or an ex-park, although there are the beginnings of more houses being constructed in a ring that will have the plant-roofed house as a part of it.
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<Oh, that's pretty,> says Sable, landing with moderate grace and folding her wings again. <What a nice house.>

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<Thanks. My aunt Rhysel made it for us,> says Mallyn, and he opens the door. In the living room two small girls who don't look anything like Mallyn or each other are playing a board game; in the kitchen a short silver-haired woman with a baby in a sling on her back is stirring something. <Everybody except my dad and little brother will be able to understand you if you just talk your own language,> he adds.

And then, simultaneously (well, mostly, he hasn't practiced this very much) sending Sable a non-linguistic translation, he says, "Mom, I went to the edge of the planet and someone was stuck in the part without any down magic, and I towed her out, and she says she's from another world."

Silver-haired lady (who doesn't look anything like Mallyn or either of the girls, but does very slightly resemble her redheaded baby) turns around, blinking.
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"Um. Hi," says Sable. "I'm Sable."

And they're all real people. She can tell. In fact they are alive to kind of an astonishing degree, the silver-haired woman and the two small girls. She's glad of her Terrarian enhancements, or she'd probably have to close down her groundsense to get away from all that aliveness.
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"Hi!" says the larger of the small girls. "What world are you from? This is Elcenia. And Mallyn's from Barashi and so is our dad but he's still at work. In Barashi. You're carrying a lot of stuff. What is it?"

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"The world I'm from doesn't have a name I know of, but the world I was just in is called Terraria," she says. "That's where all of my stuff is from. Like these wings for example." She opens her wings illustratively, careful to keep them relatively close so as not to bump into anything, and then folds them down again. "Unfortunately for me, they don't work very well without a down."

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"Well, Mom's a wizard," says the chatty girl. "Mom, can you send her home? I mean if she wants to go home. Do you want to go home?"

"Maybe," says the silver-haired woman, turning off the stove and slowly approaching the living room.
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"I would really appreciate it if I could go home," says Sable. "I was stranded in Terraria for ten years and both my parents probably think I'm dead."

...That came out more depressingly than she meant it to. Should've stopped with the first sentence.
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"...It might be complicated to send you home depending on how exactly you've been moving around," says the silver-haired woman. "It's probably not complicated to bring your parents here."

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"And equally uncomplicated to send them back afterward, right? Because sending them back afterward is important. My parents are - it wouldn't be good for the world if they vanished and never returned."

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"Yes, they could be sent back afterward. Or you could just send letters back and forth," says silver-haired-lady. "...You've met Mallyn, I'm Ehail, and these are Rithka," (chatty girl), "Cenem," (quiet girl), "and Nemaar." (the baby).

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"It's nice to meet you all," says Sable. "I'd really like to send a letter to my parents, then. Or bring one of them here. Letter first, probably. It wouldn't be good to just vanish them suddenly; they might be in the middle of something important."

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"Well, we'll get you some paper," says Ehail, "and you can write something, and once I've got dinner in the oven I'll draw the sending circle."

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"Thank you very much," she says.

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"You're welcome."

Ehail sets Sable up with paper and a stick of graphite on the coffee table, and goes back to cooking.

Rithka sits next to Sable and attempts to espy the contents of the letter-to-be.
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She spends a little while just staring at the blank page, trying to think of what in the world she could possibly say.

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"On Elcenia you start letters with whoever you're writing to, in case the wrong person opens it," Rithka says. "Or the right person opens it without knowing they're the right person."

(Mallyn quietly takes Rithka's half of the board game she was playing with Cenem.)
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"...It's the same where I'm from, yes," says Sable. "Although I'm not sure if that's the reason."

But at any rate, she can open with:

Mother,
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"Then you say whatever goes in the middle of the letter, like, 'I am in Elcenia with some nice people who will have you over for dinner if you want as long as you don't want to eat beans'."

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