01/15/2026
❄️The Winter That Almost Wasn’t
All day long, the little dragon heard the same prediction from every corner of the mountain.
“It’s going to snow tonight,” said the ice sprites, swirling past his snout with a shivery giggle.
“A heavy one,” declared the mountain goats, stamping their hooves as if to emphasize the point. “We can feel it in our fur.”
“Snow,” croaked the ravens overhead, their wings cutting dark shapes across the pale afternoon sky. “Snow by moonrise.”
Even the old icicle hanging beside the lair’s entryway chimed a decisive plink as the sun dipped low. According to dragon lore, that sound meant winter was preparing something special ...
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