Rachel and Solomon climbed to the upper reaches of the island fairly quickly. They moved from a rocky area into a small meadowland. The grass seemed to sway in different directions and the flowers stood as still as statues. Solomon frowned. "Something is not right here."
Rachel nodded. "There are three time flows drifting through this area. It seems to be a trap or test."
"Can you make it through?"
"I am not sure that I want to."
They stood there looking at the odd movement of the meadowland for a long time, both of them thinking.
"I don't know."
"I think that you can."
Rachel pursed her lips and frowned. This was her problem, always giving up before she even started. Only taking steps forward when it was about others. She never did anything risky and she never stepped outside her comfort zone unless someone was in danger.
