[I love Helen so much, but - I had a kid because I couldn't stand waiting, fifty years of waiting, I needed to be doing something that wasn't completely about how much I miss Isabella, and, and shit.]
[I barely remember, it's been so long. Um... Sue is from a couple hundred years in the future or something, I forget what year it actually is for him, guess there's less of a difference now. Nobody else has witches or daemons or armoured bears except us. Samaria, where Damaris is from, has angels - humans with big fluffy wings - Damaris is one, so's Angela, her mom.]
There has been some contact with the shades of other worlds for decades now, but the dream-based communication method, plus, in most cases, the language barrier, has limited how much cultural interchange there has been. The average person, such as Ranata, knows almost nothing about the rest of the sheaf.
[Well... yes and no. Petaal didn't settle because that's how I am, and she can be a witch and fly cloudpine because that's how she is. But this thing we're doing right now, that's otherworldly magic. And not dying when somebody hits me with a death curse, or stabs me somewhere important, that's otherworldly magic too. And Isabella fixed the afterlife with otherworldly magic, and some otherworldly help.]