An Eternal account

This follows the account of an Eternal being. One that jumps from world to world through the starlit skies. They are perpetual, though ever changing. Whenever they come to a new world, their forms too have changed. Perhaps in this incarnation they are male, in another a female, and in a third something unlike the two.
This one however is in the peculiar situation that something has stayed the same. This is new.

Alone in a new world, she must adapt, learn the ways and the dangers that lure, as well as try and remember why the smell of honey, a pink nail, and the memory of carefree laughter not her own, is sticking to her mind like a halfremembered dream. This, is an Eternal account.