Once upon a time, in a cozy cave at the top of Sleepy Mountain, there lived a dragon named Dewdrop. Unlike other dragons who breathed fire and roared loudly, Dewdrop was different. He was a sleepy dragon.
Dewdrop’s Special Gift
Dewdrop had soft, purple scales that shimmered like starlight, and when he yawned, tiny sparkles floated out instead of fire. These weren’t just any sparkles, they were dream sparkles!
Every evening, when the moon began to rise, Dewdrop would stretch his wings and fly down from his mountain home. He visited all the children in the valley below.
The Evening Routine
Time for dreams! Dewdrop would whisper in his gentle, rumbling voice.
He would flutter above each house, and with every yawn, dream sparkles would drift through open windows. The sparkles carried magical dreams of flying through cotton candy clouds, swimming with friendly dolphins, playing in gardens full of giggling flowers, and building castles made of pillows.
A Special Visit
One night, Dewdrop met a little child who couldn’t fall asleep. The child was worried about tomorrow.
Hello, little one, Dewdrop said softly, settling on the windowsill. Why are your eyes still open when the stars are all asleep?
The child explained they were worried about many things.
Dewdrop smiled his kindest smile. Would you like to hear a secret? he whispered. Every time you close your eyes, you can visit my cave. It’s the coziest place in the whole world, with soft clouds for pillows and the gentlest lullabies sung by the wind.
The Dream Journey
The child closed their eyes, just for a moment, and suddenly they were there in Dewdrop’s cave. It was warm and safe, with walls that glowed softly like nightlights.
When you’re here, Dewdrop explained, nothing can worry you. This is where all good dreams are born. And whenever you need to rest, you can always come back.
The child felt all the worries float away like bubbles.
Back Home
When the child opened their eyes, they were back in bed. Dewdrop was still at the window, but he was yawning now, a big, sparkly yawn that filled the room with tiny, dancing lights.
Sleep tight, little dreamer, Dewdrop whispered. I’ll guard your dreams tonight.
And with that, the child’s eyes grew heavy, and they drifted off to the most wonderful sleep, dreaming of their new friend, the sleepy dragon.
The End
From that night on, whenever the child felt worried or couldn’t sleep, they would remember Dewdrop’s cave and feel peaceful again. And somewhere on Sleepy Mountain, a purple dragon with starlit scales was yawning, sending dream sparkles to children everywhere.
Sweet dreams! 🌙✨