My Curse is Your Gift

From her perch on top of her father's head she couldn't see how his expression changed when she pointed out the weird figure looking at them from under the water, her dark eyes too fixed on the shrouded shape in front of them to look. She watched the fireflies that circled and danced around the shape along the surface of the water, a couple of them floating back up to her again before going back to what they were doing before. More and more of them seemed to appear or at least gather from other parts of the lake in the moments while she waited for her father's reply and she was absolutely entranced by the dance they were doing on the fringes of her vision while she watched the unknown figure under the water.

Somehow she was surprised when her dad told her that he didn't know what it was. She didn't know why she felt like he would know, but she had been certain of it when she asked him. Maybe it was just because he was her dad and in her eyes he knew everything, but there was some other feeling that told her that he should know. Her paws wrapped around the sides of his head to hold on as he moved toward the water, her white rimmed ears flicking back when he reached forward to smack the water where the figure was hiding. She watched the ripples distort the image of him and the splash made some of the fireflies that had been lingering close to the surface of the lake vanish.

They reappeared fairly quickly after the ripples died and at least for her the figure looked clearer and closer, as if she could touch him if she got down from her father's back and poked a white dipped paw in herself. "What do you mean, daddy? He's right there," she insisted, pointing with her paw that was too large for her current size, assuming that maybe he just hadn't refocused on him after all the ripples and weird moonlight got in the way. Some of the fireflies drifted from the surface of the lake to move closer to them, more of them floating around her and also around her father's legs. "I don't think he liked that very much, daddy," she said softly, still looking at the mysterious figure in the water.

"Avacyn Mendacium"