The next six months or so was a terrible experience for me. All I could do is lay and kick while crying and pooping myself. At first, I wasn’t even strong enough to lift my own head and look around – all I could do is basically just sit where people put me and wait until they came back for me. My only lifeline of joy was the time each day when I could suck on a soft, warm breast as much as I wanted. The only drawback to my enjoyment was knowing that it was probably my mother’s breast, and somehow that took a lot of pleasure out of it.

After that first six-month period, I finally got strong enough to start to crawl and explore the area around me on my own. One thing I learned quickly during this time is that I definitely wasn’t on Earth anymore. For starters, the grass here wasn’t the usual green color that I was used to; it was more reddish purple strands of weeds than anything else. The soil itself was loose and sandy, and from what I could tell, it appeared almost beach like in consistency. A smell of mist and salt was in the air most of the time, so I figured I had to be close to the ocean somewhere.

The people around me were all women for some odd reason, with the exception of one young guy with a scraggly beard on his face. I assume he must be my ‘father’. He seemed like a handsome enough man, and was well muscled and tanned, and he seemed to be much respected and carried a lot of authority with the other women around. My first impressions of him are that he must be someone of importance, but I didn’t know what type of rank he might hold.

There was one woman who stood out above all the others, and I assumed she had to be my mother. It was from her that I was fed the most, though some of the other girls would also feed me from time to time. ‘Mother’ was also a young looking woman, appearing to be early to mid-twenty, and I would’ve called her quite a beautiful woman – if I didn’t think of her as my mother. She too seemed to walk with an air of authority – perhaps even more authority than what ‘Father’ had – and the other women jumped to do whatever she said, as soon as she said it.

I don’t know what rank either of them held, but they both seemed to be people of great importance in the place where I was currently.

Another odd thing that I noticed while in my crawling and exploring phase was that there weren’t any really young or really old women around anywhere. The youngest girl I ever saw looked to be about twelve or thirteen and the oldest one, besides my mother, looked to be less than twenty. It honestly was a paradise with nothing but young, vibrant teenage women around!

And, as odd as it would’ve been in my old life to say, the girls here didn’t seem very bashful or shy at all. Topless women were common, and from time to time I could even stumble across some walking around completely nude. They certainly didn’t show any problem with dragging me around with them, and I got to bath and shower with them on a regular basis – as did my father! Apparently, mixed baths aren’t a big deal where I’m at now?

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I was allowed to crawl and roam freely, but there was always one girl or another nearby to keep an eye on me. Have you ever heard that saying, “It takes a village to raise a child”? Apparently here I was the only child, and the whole village was responsible for raising me.

I was at a loss to explain it. Where were the other children? The boys? The other girls younger than twelve? Or women older than twenty? A home with only young teenage girls, my mother, father, and me – what type of home was that?

There were other things which I managed to uncover while in my crawling phase, which absolutely convinced me that I had been reborn not on Earth, with the most obvious being the fact that there were two moons in the sky now. One more was a large bright luminescent white like I was used to seeing, and except for it seeming a little larger than usual, it’d be easy enough to mistake for the moon of Earth. The other orb in the sky was much tinier and traveled across the horizon much slower, making me think that it was the more distant of the two heavenly bodies, but it was green and blue as if it might have water and grass growing upon it.

I longed to be able to ask someone – anyone – if the second more held life on it, and if there was any way to reach it. Unfortunately, my vocal cords just wouldn’t make the sounds properly for me at first, and later I thought that it might not be too good of an idea to seem to grow or develop faster than other children here.

Who knows what type of reaction people might have if I suddenly started talking in full sentences being less than a year old! Would I be a genius? Or a devil’s child and burned at the stake? Best not to stand out and seem any different from a normal child, in my opinion. My body is that of a child’s; it’s probably best if I don’t show that my mind is any different.

The other thing that I noticed, that firmly convinced me that I wasn’t on Earth anymore – or that Earth physics might not even apply where I was now – was the fact that everyone around me, with the exception of my father, could use magic. The girls would make balls of fire and toss them around. Some would create fruit or water out of thin air. Others would make illusions of men and women fighting in battle. There was one of the older girls, who could somehow fly with her magic!

It took me almost a year to learn a few basic things about where I was now, and what I’d discovered amazed me. I seemed to be in a place near the ocean somewhere, women around here ran around half-naked or naked sometimes, there were two moons in the sky, and magic seemed to be something that everyone had.

Oh, and there weren’t any young people, old people, men, or other children in the world…

I was really looking forward to my body growing stronger so that I could actually start to walk around and uncover some more of the mysteries of this place I was now calling home!