How this is happening is beyond me,
but I find myself in the posession of more and more artefacts of my own world
everyday, as if they pop into this dimension because of my thoughts.I have recently found weaponry from my own world
(like the 'smoke pole', a Carcan Rifle mentioned here)
and wednesday, I got into posession of a Carcan jewelry box,
made from (what I assume, I am not a biologist) a Naroon's hoof.
Furthermore, I have been to a bellydance open-stage event yesterday,
and found myself staring into the culture of Carcans,
instead of this world's hobbyists.
It was a strange feeling, like I was 'home' after all.
Some of the performers looked like they came right out of the wastelands themselves,
and the magic in the air was indescribable. Also, I found a store from The Netherlands,
that sold jewelry pieces that are incredibly reminiscent of the Carcan culture.
{I also met a girl who looked exactly like Rox.
I did not say more than a few words to her, for I was in shock.}
So I am very much wondering where this is going.
Am I going to find the way home through the portals the artefacts use?
Or am I just going to keep on collecting pieces of my world?
But how are they able to find me? And why am I the only living thing
that made the dimensional jump? Or am I not?
Questions are keeping me up at night.
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