Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Her ongoing mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and life civilizations, and to boldly go where no one has gone before.
The liason officer was very friendly and explained everything to me. But is it true there is no way back that can be controlled? This world is very different from my own.
It is more like the one I dreamed of when I was a child, than the one I found when I left home.
[The initial portion of this post, done by speech-to-text, is a phonetic transcription of Pictish essentially translatable to '--test this magic'. The rest is translated to English/Standard from Latin.]
Ah yes, it works. I suppose it may be truthful that you are not Romans. And perhaps truthful that we are not prisoners. Romans would not give such strange slabs to prisoners or slaves, I do not think. Truthfully, everything is strange. I am overwhelmed.