Once the table is set, she looks at me and takes something out of a nearby drawer. "Here you are, Alaire. It's a gift for your hard work."

She hands me a hand mirror, which seems to be rather antique, based on its design. "Thank you, grandma Pallor..." I thank her as I hold the mirror and examine it with a small smile and a gaze full of curiosity. 

Once we're done eating, I head into my rather small room and look at the mirror that I got from my beloved grandma. I run my fingers over the symbols on top of the frame. 

'How odd... Does this mean something?' I ask myself in my mind as I then touch the glass since it was slightly dirty, and I wanted to swipe off the dirt.

Suddenly, I find myself feeling dizzy. I close my eyes before I open them to get some water. I sit up and freeze. "...What?" I ask nobody as I look around. 'Where am I?'

The bed I'm sitting on is soft and warm like my own, but the room looks very different from my room. It looks old, almost fantasy-like. Just when I get up from the bed, a small, fluffy grey-white bird appears in a window.

"Hello, my dear!" A gentle voice rings in my head, and I immediately look around, but I don't see anyone. The only thing I can see is the unknown room, the small bird, and the mirror from my grandma.

"I'm over here, silly." The voice says as the bird on the windowsill flaps its wings. I wonder if I'm going crazy or if a bird is really speaking to me. I cautiously reach out my hand.

"If you're the voice, fly over here and sit on my palm." I declare as I stare at the bird. 

"..." I stand still as nothing happens and then blush as I run a hand through my light brown, almost hazelnut-like, brown hair. "Of course that the bird isn't the voice... I really must be crazy." I mumble to myself in shame and embarrassment. 

Unexpectedly, the bird flies over and sits on my shoulder. "Haha, I didn't expect that! I didn't know you'd ever do something so amusing!"

I gaze at the small, fluffy bird perched on my shoulder and sigh, wondering about my mental stability.

"So... Are you really the voice?" I ask with a hint of doubt and uncertainty in my tone as I pet the bird gently, careful not to hurt it.

"Indeed, I am!" The voice answers cheerfully as the bird nuzzles into my gentle touch and nestles down on my shoulder.

I sigh and take a proper look at the bird. "Makes sense. I suppose it explains a few things..." I say and sigh, not continuing my sentence as I'm not sure if this bird is a threat, or if it's harmless. 

"Well, do you know where I am?" I ask the bird as I look around the unknown room, taking in every detail.

I take the mirror and put it into a pocket in my trousers to keep it safe and with me. 'I need to find out how to get back.' I think and scan the room once more.

"We're in a house." The voice says, and I snarl as I glance at the bird. "Really? I didn't know that." I remark sarcastically as I frown subtly and walk towards the door, open it, and walk outside.

"Woah..." I let out a small gasp of awe once I see the nature around me. 'This definitely isn't my world...'

I look around and notice a path with a sign on the right side. "Huh? What's that?" I ask and walk closer to take a closer look at the wooden sign.

"That is Elaris, the language of Elarion." The voice chimes in, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Elaris? Elarion? Is that the name of where I currently am?" "Well, yes. Elaris is the language of Elarion, which is this whole world!" The voice explains calmly yet somewhat happily.

I take a moment to process this. It's like a novel, to be honest... "I see." Is all I can say. It's unique. For a lot of reasons. 

"The sign reads Lafiel, if you're wondering." The voice says, and that catches my attention. "You can read it?" I ask, looking at the bird with curiosity.

"Of course! I'm a being originating from Elarion, after all! Unlike you, who's from Earth." It says and laughs a bit at my stupid question.

"Well, since I suppose you'll be staying here for some time, I can teach you the basics." I think about the offer for a moment. 'I need to find my way back, so it'll be convenient to know Elaris, just in case...'

"Very well then. When should we start, teacher?" I ask rather eagerly as I look at the bird, whose name I still don't know. I'm still suspicious of it, but it's useful. And I can't keep calling it 'the voice' forever.

"Well, first of all, I'm Hewie! Second, we'll start by learning the alphabet. You speak well, but it seems that you can't read or write." Hewie says, and I nod as I follow her instructions.

I didn't realise that I was speaking another language... It felt natural, like it was my mother language.

With her magical abilities, to which I still can't get used to, I learn the alphabet rather quickly. "You're a natural, it seems!"

"So, you write your name like this." I listen and watch Hewie, observing how she writes my name. 'Oh? She wrote it correctly.' I ready the symbols.

People usually call me 'Alair' or 'Alear', but she wrote it how it's supposed to be. Alaire.

"I see. It's rather easy." I say and nod, surprised and a bit cautious of her now. Well, it might have been a lucky guess...

Let's not think too much about it. I'll just use her as much as I can until I find a way to get out. But it's not so bad here... But there's one thing bugging me.