Here, in response to Tuftears’ prompt is my attempt at isekai. This is not a theme I’m familiar with, so I’ve done my best. It came in at 4,453 words so it is not a short piece.
(Note: there are no silent vowels in the names in this story – ‘e’ at the end of a name is an ‘eh’ sound or the ‘e’ in ‘egg’.)
Mary was walking along the footpath, then the ground collapsed beneath her feet, and she was falling into darkness. Her head hit against something and then there was nothing....
When she woke she was almost face down on a carpet. A cream lattice pattern against a reddish-brown background filled her vision. Her clothes felt heavier than she was used to. When she pushed herself up to sitting, she found that she was wearing some sort of robe that she'd never seen before. Looking around her, she was in a personal room of some elegance and in a style that she had never seen before. She checked herself because 'a personal room of some elegance' was not a phrasing she would ever have used, but that was what had flashed through her mind, and couldn’t find any pains or discomfort anywhere. She was, however, on the floor next to a desk and chair, so she got shakily to her feet, using the chair for support when she needed it.