Personal Narrative-All Quiet On The Western Front

Brock looked up in the sky, the sun seemed an odd color, a little more reddish than he was used to. It was also later in the day here than it had been on Earth, judging by the position of the sun it was close to noon here. They were in a large clearing in a forested area, some of the trees looked familiar, but there were many that did not, some of them were very alien colors, with strangely shaped leaves, odd barks and impossibly twisted branches and trunks. At first no sounds came from the forest, the animal life no doubt shocked into silence by the whump and the concussion blast when the two worlds parted ways after their brief interspersion. Slowly the living creatures resumed their normal existence and eerie sounds never heard on the Earth

You and Ernst go check out the J15, make sure that it's out of commission.”
The soldier who had taken charge walked up to Brock and extended his hand. “I'm Sargent Perseus Quinn, I apologize for the rude intrusion Professor, we don't give the orders, we just take them.”
Brock eyed the soldier up carefully before he extended his hand in return, “Call me Brock, I think we can safely dispense with the formalities Perseus.”
Longflame landed beside them and Brock said, “This is my friend Longflame, he's a dragon. Longflame, this is Perseus, the hyperactive fellow over there kicking the automaton is Georgie and the other one is Ernst I

The blonde smiled at them and said, “Welcome to Morpheus, sorry we're late gentleman.”
Brock said, “Who are you?”
The young oriental girl smiled and said, “We're the sword maidens of Morpheus.” The unicorn snorted and the ape hooted his objection, the young girl smiled even more broadly and revised her statement, ”Excuse me, I should have said, we're the sword maidens of Morpheus and our companions are Neph the orung and Corny the unicorn. The others are just ordinary horses and require no introduction.”
“I see,” Brock said, although he was a little confused. The barrelbird landed on his shoulder and startled him. “Er, I'm Brock, this is Perseus, Georgie, and Ernst. The dragon is Longflame and the bird on my shoulder is as of yet unnamed.”
Perseus spoke to the blonde, “You talk as if you were expecting us miss sword maiden.”
“I'm Gertrude, we were sent here to meet