Maya fallowed Agrath  to the thid floor looking over at the others face as he told the others she was not from their world. She was expecting a million questions from them but was pleased that she did not have to explain everything if she had to it might have turned into a long rant. It was something they were just not ready to witness her insanity . She did not want to scare them away with an ugly rant.<br/><br/>As she enter the room she looked around<strong>“at least some one has class around here” </strong>she thought herself.  The room reminded her of her fathers study only thing it was missing was the giant windows that let in the natural light  and the floor to ceiling book cases. It made her miss home. She looked back at  Agrath while he was talking to Eron she had forgotten the young man was there he was so quite.<br/><br/>While she was looking over the map she  started to feel a little strange. It was starting to feel like déjà vu as if she had done all this before. At first glance the words were written on the map  were foreign  but as she stood there a little longer it started to become recognizable as if she had studied it before and it was a part of her native tongue.<br/><br/>She did not know it but at that moment 22 years of English ,  Arabic, French, and Latin had disappeared form her memory. From the second she was born her mother was teaching her  how to speak other langue’s. Instead of sweet lullabies she was listening to educational recordings on how to speak French and Arabic. Now it was all gone it was  replaced by  Mythica’s native langue.<br/><br/>Even looking at the borders of  Western Calderia and learning the small amount of history she was starting to forget small things like the current president of the United States. The more she was learning in Mythica the more of her old life was slipping away .<br/>