"But of course," Ophelia replied, as though such a thing were entirely within her control. Always better to act like one was in control, in her opinion. Better than flailing about and falling to pieces, cursing the unknown, gawking at the strangeness like a dead fish. "So, my tempest, shall we pick one of these little circles, that is most assuredly not a fairy ring, and see what we see? Because it appears the way back has vanished behind us."