☲ Vox Deae I
W-where am I?
Better question: Why am I here? The forest is beautiful, yes, but I do not think I belong here. I am certainly not dressed for a hike in the woods.
Speaking of which, these clothes, they are...
I...do not recognize my own clothing? In fact, I do not recognize nor remember anything, about this location or about myself. How can this be? I must have something on my person that will explain my identity.
*Rummages through her robes and finds four fairly heavy books, each with different designs on the cover; one green, one red, one yellow, and one white.*
Oh, good. Books. Perhaps something inside one will expl--Wh-WHAT? What is this?!
All four of these books...I-I cannot read the writing! None of it at all! How can this be? Am I illiterate?! This is absurd! Horrible! I cannot possibly be some ignorant, uneducated brute!
...Perhaps there is an explanation. There may very well be a reason I cannot read this writing and I cannot be someone of no schooling if I am carrying these books in the first place. Also, my clothes are...certainly not that of an uneducated nobody. They're striking and...regal. I must be someone of some importance! I need to find help without revealing my loss of memory. Doing so would be placing myself in too much danger, especially if I am one of high stature.
Hello! Someone! I'm a defenseless girl lost in the woods! Come to me and help!
...NOW.
((Note: She has several books from her world of Tellius. Since magic is written in an ancient language there rather than the modern tongue, she's unable to read the writing, having forgotten the ancient language.))