Kevin landed softly in Chinue’s garden. He walked a few paces forward, stopping under the shade of an old tree where his real body lay asleep. He exhaled, then leaned down, merging back into himself like a ghost slipping into a shell.
His eyes snapped open. He sat up abruptly and stretched, rolling his shoulders with a low groan.
From above, Chinue swooped down on graceful wings, teasing, “How was your beauty sleep, silly?”
Kevin pushed himself to his feet, flexing his fingers, still marveling at the strange power he could wield.
“This world... this life is full of knowledge,” he said quietly, “with a thousand questions begging ‘why.’”
Chinue tilted her head. “I wish I understood half of what you say, silly,” she joked.
He smiled faintly, dropping his hands. “Thanks for showing me a
