Oliver’s a pretty easy kid to figure out. Basically he just wants one thing: to be a champion kite-smith. The kind that builds brilliant kites and wins competitions with them with ease. In Windblowne, all the kids are kite crazy and Oliver’s no exception. The rub? He’s probably the worst kite builder (and even worse flyer) anyone has ever laid eyes on. His talents are, as they say, in other areas. So when Oliver goes to visit his potentially crackpot Great-uncle Gilbert for kite advice, he has no idea what he’ll find. He certainly doesn’t expect to be attacked by nasty evil kites or to watch his uncle disappear before his eyes. He doesn’t expect a special red kite of his Great-uncle’s design to carry him away to other worlds where there are other Olivers and Gilberts out there with very different talents and personalities. And he certainly couldn’t have expected to become the only hope for all the different worlds, slowly dying thanks to one of the evil Gilberts’ schemes. Oliver has talents in other areas, all right. Heroic talents, and it’s time for him to discover them and put them to the test.