Feather Trial

Benji approached Wil just as he thought he may have caught his breath and accepted his new reality. Falling through the rift hurt in more ways than one. He’d realized so many things as he thought he’d been falling to his death. Then he’d hit the ground in a new land. He had taken it as a second chance, a chance to live and do it well this time.

The whole, be a hero, prove your strength thing didn’t really interest him. In fact thinking of battling made him queasy. But exploring the crazy phenomena happening in this strange new world did interest him, feathers or not. So far he felt like an outsider and an exotic creature as many Kias found new rift jumpers fascinating or hoped to figure out more of what was going on and he was a part of the calamity. The closest physical manifestation for most anyway. So he went adventuring, to find his own path in all of this.

That is how he found himself standing near the calamity rift staring in awe and trembling in fear. There weren’t just butterflies in his stomach but herons battling fiercely. What was this incredible force? It had to have changed everything here. Then it hit him. Maybe his part was to help the people here adjust to their new way of life, just as he had to.

At that moment something caught his eye on the ground nearby. A feather? Maybe it was one of the ones Benji had talked about.