Your life before seems to for a moment be a blur..a memory..a dream itself.  Or perhaps this place..the dream has always been reality....<br/><br/>Above you swirls several large ... portals.. of something.  Magic..if there was such a thing.  Energy of some sort.<br/><br/>You are on top of a mountain..although the clearing up here looks well used.  Above.. just out of touch but at the same time so far away swirls the portals which brought you here from your world.  And looking down below...<br/><br/>A pathway winds down the mountain.  At the foot of a pathway you can see a sprawling town.  It appears to be layed out in the standard old-european style.  There is a large central town square (even though it's round) and major streets leading off it like a compass.  Several buildings are tall..most are shorter.. the architecture styles clashing.  There are no street lamps.. no power lines.  No real signs of 'modern' technology..although it's hard to make anything out from the top of the mountain.<br/><br/>At the moment..you appear to be alone at the top of the mountain.