From the moment he could walk, his eyes were trained on what no one else could see. The way the water shone through the waves, piercing the shallows, plunging to the depths. More beauty awaited there than what even he could see.

He told no one. They knew, and he still told no one. He watched the way diving birds parted the waves and returned unscathed. He watched his nestmate crash to the briny deep, and only then, he dove.

Even when he re-emerged, he told no one. What he saw, beneath the waves, an upside down vision of the sky forever— something he'd always known he could never forget if he saw.