Diving into the Portal, Trelesta was seized, as always, by mixed feelings of sadness for what she would leave behind her and longing for the birthplace she missed so dearly.
So different was the world of The Legged Ones from her oceanic realm and yet, in many ways, not so very different at all. In each there was beauty and ugliness, serenity and unrest, creativity and destruction.
Reluctant to forsake her human form, she swam slowly throughout her magical dwelling. It paid tribute to all that she loved best of two divergent places within a single space. She was home.