I never thought studying wormholes as a living would lead me to another planet. Accidently discovering one in the vegetable isle at the grocery store was never on a list of possible places for one to open up at.

My first few visits to the strange land only lasted mere hours. Intrigued by the locals and the scenery i kept coming back. Mapping the stars in the sky to figure out where i ended up. With out my equipment i had to find out the old school way.

Each time i came out i was met by a local, she called herself Kamina. From the language barrier i wasnt able to figure out much else. She kept me safe from a hunting party, warded off the local wild animals that wouldve had me for breakfast, and started to teach me the good and bad things in her world.

She was aa curious about me as i was of her and her world. Perhaps thats why she kept me safe. To learn about me as i have about her. Once she deemed me a safe she brought me to her village, immediately my personal space was invaded again by her kin, touching me, smelling me, pulling on my clothes. Some felt i was too skinny so they tried fo feed me food they had prepared. The meat in it wasnt like anything i have seen before, didnt taste like chicken, but i ate it anyway.

At night they all circled around a fire dancing and cooing with one another. She attempted to get me to dance, it all was too archaic for me. So she instead sat next to me telling me in her language members of the tribe. I began to understand some words like eat, chief, sleep, etc. She began to teach me her words to other things, trees, the rocks, the animals they lived along side of. When i calculated the worm hole to be active i went back to my time and brought over some of my things to teach them.

The nights i spent along side them were cold but were bearable because they all liked to huddle together. I felt Kamina cuddle up to me, i felt myself enjoying it more as the days went on.

The days were spent hunting or gathering various meats and fruits. I proved to be terrible at the hunting with a spear. But excelled at picking out the best fruits that had fallen from the trees. Like Kamina i was a better explorer. We would lay together side by side looking at the stars. Id tell her what the constalations were in my language, she she would say in hers. Explaining the history of each constalation we both began to fall in love with each others worlds.

After i had made another trip home and back again, the energy in their tribe changed. As an outsider i experienced my first death in the tribe. Scouts on patrol ran into others from another tribe farther away. A tribe that was more intense by nature. In the dispute they killed one of the scouts and severely injuring the other, he was Kaminas cousin. She was very distraught over his death she helped raise him and guide him after his parents died.

The elders argued with the chief on whether to attack them back in retailliation. Kamina was against the fighting, she didnt want to have anyone else in her tribe get hurt like her cousin did.

Despite her passive nature and wishes, Kamina and her tribe were in for a big war. That same tribe that attacked their scouts was marching their way to descimate them. Take their lands, women and all they built. Kill anyone who didnt join them. And by my calculations the worm hole wasnt going to be open for another few days. Which means i had no way to help them with things from my world. I was stuck in their world with their technology and barely any training to defend myself. I may share the same fate as the tribe…