Standing on the edge of Campo Carmine’s pool, Julia thought at what Mark asked her. What exactly was the sensation she felt when she fell through a wormhole? Was it hot or cold? Was it pulsating? Did she feel like falling or was it more like crawling, inside and then outside of something?
Come on, don’t stand there, Gaia screamed, jump, the water is beautiful.
helobiae 
Very good drawings! Congratulations. And your blog looks very good too.