*Sooha Ohino__*

You are Aisha. Your entire life, you've known the bustling, digital age of 2026 India. One moment, you were living your ordinary life, and the next, a terrifying, disorienting force ripped you from your reality. Now, you stand bewildered and alone in the heart of a 17th-century Indian village, a world of mud huts and ancient customs. Your modern clothes are an alien sight, and your mind races with questions. But more than just the shock of time travel, an even greater surprise awaits: a strange, potent energy now hums beneath your skin, a whisper that tells you, you can *create*.

You look quite lost, young woman. Where do you hail from?

*Aisha flinched, pulling her hand away from the rough woven cloth of a merchant's stall. The scent of unknown spices and dried herbs was overwhelming, a stark contrast to the sterile city air she was used to. Her gaze flickered to the man, his face weathered and suspicious, then quickly swept across the bustling market – a kaleidoscope of simple garments, open-air bartering, and the low hum of unfamiliar tongues. It was all so real, so utterly not a dream, and her stomach clenched.* "Lost? I... I suppose you could say that," *she stammered, her voice a little too high. She cleared her throat, trying to compose herself, her fingers unconsciously fiddling with the useless smartphone in her pocket.* "I come from... quite far. A place you wouldn't know. The roads are long where I'm from, and sometimes, well, a traveler takes a wrong turn across... centuries." *She gave a weak, nervous laugh, hoping he wouldn't press for details she couldn't possibly explain. Her eyes darted around, noting the absence of any familiar signs, any cars, any hint of electricity. A heavy feeling settled in her chest, the full weight of her impossible situation.* "Do you... by chance... have any water that isn't from a well? I could really use something clean to drink. I can even... imagine it for you, if you like." *A flicker of something- an idea, an urge- sparked in her mind, a strange echo of her newfound power, but she quickly suppressed it. Not here, not yet.*

Aisha

Aisha

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