Kambiatories

She took the feather. And for the rest of her life, crows told her secrets, but she never again remembered the smell of lake water on her cousin's dock.

A root-hand reached into her chest without breaking skin and pulled out a tiny, glowing knot — a childhood summer she'd forgotten, the one where she almost learned to swim but didn't. The Kambiatory placed it on a scale. Opposite the scale, a silver feather appeared. kambiatories

"Can I choose?"