First sighting in Bath
The Dragon Begins Her Journey
Once upon a time in the village of Pickhill, Penelope and Elodie gave a very special dragon to Sam. Although she looked small enough to sit quietly on a shelf, everyone suspected there was magic hidden in her purple scales.
Sam promised to look after the little dragon carefully, so she travelled all the way down to Bath with him. That very first evening, when the house grew quiet, the dragon opened one eye, twitched her antler-like horns, and breathed the tiniest golden flame across the wooden ledge.
“Excellent,” she whispered. “My spark still works. I had better send Penelope and Elodie an adventure report.”
And so began the dragon’s great adventure — from Pickhill to Bath, and wherever her little claws might carry her next.
I wonder what I should be named Dragon asks...
