Once upon a time, in a place where stars played hide and seek, there lived a friendly dragon named Cabbage. Cabbage loved to paint the sky with colors only dragons knew how to make.
There was a little girl named Pebble who had never heard of dragons. She had a pet rock named Henry, and together they explored the secret corners of her garden. Little did they know, beyond the willow tree, lay the entrance to a dragon's dream.
Chapter seven was lost in the rhyme, where Cabbage met Pebble by the shimmering lake. They shared stories in shapes of clouds, hoping to draw the sun into their circle of laughter.
In this chapter, Cabbage asked Pebble, "Do you know how to make music with the clouds?" Pebble looked up, unsure but excited. "I think it sounds like tickling the moon," she replied, her voice a blend of wonder and splendid silliness.
There were songs without music and dances without steps, all painted in the warm glow of an unwritten story. Clouds drifted above, echoing the footsteps of dreams yet to be written.