Tales for Children by Luis Delgado

I. Fragment of The Native's Tale

Our tale begins at night, as the bright summer moon shines over the dark waters of the Bay. This is a Florida moon, a moon half-hidden in the smoky night air as our land burns to make way for the new settlement. Yet, it hangs so fully, I feel as if I could reach out and press my palm against it.

But dear children, do not be fooled by appearances. Things are not always what they seem. Beneath the calm waters lie many things that may harm you: the deep ocean fish with their fierce knife-teeth, the man-o-war, and the fire coral, born of Medusa's blood, and luring you closer and closer with its brightness. Stay far from this shiny bait, releasing its toxins upon touch.

Beware, my children. The moon shines down upon all of God's creations.