There was, apparently, no way back to Earth and yet Maria had found one. She looked behind her, the same way she had when she first stepped onto Taithmarin, to find that, like that day, there was no chance of her getting back to the world she had come from. Even though she knew there were humans who wanted to return home she wasn’t one of them. It had seemed impossible at the beginning, but she had managed to make a life for herself, accepting that her guide had told her the truth about the magic of the door, because it seemed illogical to disbelieve that when a magic door had taken her from one world to another. Of course it also helped that there were other, magical, races on Taithmarin, as it was those races, when she finally met them, that had made her certain that she had no choice but to start again.
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.