Fall from Grace
The feather floated down, drifting side to side on the warm air rising from the sea; gliding then suddenly dipping as a gentle breeze nudged it along. Soon, another feather appeared and then another, until a shower of cascading white feathers drifted in a haphazard pattern against the dazzling azure sky from which the sun shone upon the Aegean Sea. Feathers were blown towards an island, where a child watched and waited, chasing the feathers until he caught one. The child was unaware of the figure falling into the sea, as he ran home to show his mother his prize.
Story #39 was pulled out of Drabble #2 by the request of the writer.