My Curse is Your Gift

Avacyn finally pulled her gaze away from the cloaked figure under the water when her father spoke about them taking the long way home. She was about to complain about them leaving too soon, how she didn't want to go yet and she still wanted to know who this figure was. Before she could do any of that though, he was already suggesting how they could count the stars and see more fireflies, turning and hurrying away from the lake before she could protest. She shuffled back a bit to her previous position at the top of his neck, hanging on to him as she craned her head backward to look at the lake retreating in the distance. The cluster of fireflies that had been around them stayed there in a clump for a little bit before dispersing back among the reeds and the lake, making it seem normal again despite the oddly blue hue to them all. "Okay, daddy," she said as she resigned herself to the fact that she wouldn't get to explore the lake more, resting her head on top of her father's again. She turned her dark eyes toward the sky, watching the streaks of stars go by as her father carried her back toward home, still thinking about the watery figure he seemed so eager to get her away from.

"Avacyn Mendacium"