"What's that man's problem?" Winifred asked no one in particular as she and Aquila walked down the path that led to the stream.

It was getting dark but she wanted to be away from the village, away from Alexander who was threatening her and away from the new world she had found herself in. She was yet to come to terms with the whatever it was that was happening to her life.

"Oh my goodness! Not the peacock feather! We have to turn around and go back home this instant!" Aquila snapped, terribly alarmed.

"Turn around for what reason, I don't see a snake or anything, why would we turn...