My tutors would be proud, seeing the care I take with my words here. They despaired of my penmanship, you see.
I still have yet to get my bearings; appearing some 1000 years ahead of my time was shock enough. You are the second person to mention this special sort of travel I have done without meaning to.
Is there a way I could see the sky again, breathe deeply of air that is not sterile and scentless?