Hello Grandmother,

I’ve found that every time I really think I’ve got a handle on the world, something comes along that pulls the rug right out from under me. Landing in Quadling County has just been the latest in a long line of eye-opening experiences that has lead me to where I am. I’ve heard theories of other dimensions. Hell, anyone who has understanding of magic states that the “unnatural” energies that power the magiks have to come from somewhere else. What I didn’t really understand was that we have access to this power all the time. It’s something we access through our imagination.

This is what the vampires were trying to reach through their experiments. They don’t have access to what every normal human mind has. They can’t travel between worlds the way we can every day. They only have access to every thought that they had before they died. They don’t have access to what I can only begin to describe as our “souls”.

Of course, it was hard to try and process all that when I’d just arrived in a whole new reality. One that was at once foreign and familiar to my understanding. Quadling County, for those that don’t know, is the southern portion of the now unified lands of Oz. Oz has had quite a few immigrants from our world arrive on its shores, and it has set up some fairly strict laws about how to deal with intruders. Of course, I didn’t know this at the time either. All I could see was a glowing forest in front of me where the trees seemed to be alive, and they didn’t seem happy to see me.

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