Duskfire Glacier life in technicolor

Danica appreciated the child's acceptance of her tale without an ounce of skepticism. It was a gullibility that she would have termed stupidity in an adult, but in children was endearing. She was aware that children saw the world in much simpler ways, a blessing more than a curse really, but did not think her next words would rock the girl too much. "They are beautiful creatures, with glittery wings, but very small. And whether they are good or bad depends on their mood. And if they like you."

She had to laugh at the next, rather unexpected question. Can you eat them? That was one she hadn't heard before, and she certainly hadn't asked the like of her father! "I suppose you could, if you could catch one! But I wouldn't recommend it, for it would make the others upset, and then they would hardly be nice to you." She nosed the girl affectionately. "I don't know about you but I would rather have gifts than curses any day."

"This one is probably already gone anyway, off to find another leaf. You can chase them though, they are playful things and would enjoy the game." Chasing the falling leaves had always been one of her favorite parts of fall. Even now she was older she still did it at times.