Jenny and her friends are shown into one of the two adjacent rooms.
Astra notices that Jenny's eyes stray to what appears to be several
pictures of what Astra can only call the most cute, darling elfin children
she's ever seen. Jenny's eyes seem to cease on one picture of a golden
haired elfin lass, but then shrugs...putting off the shock of......recognition
as being silly.
High Ones! Jenny chides herself, It isn't like that golden
haired girl...Well, how can I tell if it's her or not?! Yes, Mother had
long silver hair back at the Holt...but with this "rebirthing" business
is making my head spin! She might even be a BOY for all I know!
Such was not the case with any of the elves, really, but Jenny was correct
on the possibility that her mother being likely to look.....different.
But, due to an extremely mystrious set of senses that she and all Elves
seemed to possess (no matter what reality they hail from)......she had
actually seen her mother! Jenny Elf had looked upon the elfin eight year
old girl that, on another world, had birthed her! Right now, her mother
was asleep, a few miles away....and tossing and turning as strange dreams
haunt her.
Her pictures and others had been brought here on the off chance that
somehow
some recognition would happen if it was shown to the dozy elfin boy who'd
tried to run past the gate guards a bit ago!
"Oh puckernuts," Jenny swears, reverting to her original birth
tongue (something she would find out later was now one of the three languages
she seemed to mysteriously had learned upon arriving on Terra Prime). See,
back in Xanth, every language was translated magically for the speaker
and listener. Communication was shockingly easy for all there....in as
far as human to human (or humanoid in Jenny's case). The effect lingered
on and translated into this....something new.
That aside, it still is enough to shock the sleeping elfin boy awake!
Sharp eyes focus on the speaker, and Jenny......
"But.....I was told that you had been captured and killed by humans,"
the elfin boy whispers weakly in the elfin tongue of an now vanished reality,
remembering the sad event of his sisters's disappearance so long ago (centuries
ago!).
Jenny, at a loss for words, opens her mouth to speak......only
to hear a clatter of noise and the surprised shout of one Spaceman (First
Class) Jones in the next room......
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What
lead up to it? Who is it?!
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