"Relatives? In some elf otherworld?" asked Olivia incredulously. Lisdra responded "Come on, Olivia. We need to get to my camp so that you can get into something other than a party dress." Olivia's head swam. She could not reconcile the absurd notion of another world and her clear perception of clean air, only natural sounds such as bird calls and insect noises, and the vista before her. There was nothing like it near her home. Lisdra mounted her waiting horse and with surprising strength pulled Olivia into the saddle behind her. Olivia asked in a small voice, "This is real, isn't it?"