Kael slid herself into the bustle of people with the strange feeling that no time at all had passed. True, when she had been – when this had been her land, say that – she had needed to put a little more work into a disguise. True, the clothing was stranger now, the faces had a wider variety of shapes, the hair colors and skin colors were more varied. True, the buildings – other than her Tower – were taller, and there seemed to be far more of them than there had been around her Tower before she went to sleep.
But the people bustled around and talked in much the same ways. They were worried about children, and partners, and money, and food. What to wear and where to get it, all of the things that had been common a thousand years before. Continue reading