This tale I will tell is so amazing and new it is hard to believe that the story is true. It happened one night before I fell off to sleep, my eyes were heavy with a tingling in my feet. When I opened my eyes for a glimpse at the room a tiny pink pig went by with a zoom. It went into my closet and hurried about not caring about the noise it made with its snout. So I listened some more to hear what it was doing and tried not to laugh when he fell from his hurrying. He looked through my closet a little bit more and then it sounded like he opened a door. A door in my closet, now that was absurd. No door was there, that was for sure.
So I hopped out of bed to see what was about and to my surprise there was a door there and the pig raced out. So I decided to see where he had gone and stepped through the door to a path far and long. I looked down the path which I ventured upon and glimpsed the little pig as he hurried along. Very curious to see what my small friend wanted I scurried off after to where he had jaunted. I followed him through the deepest of woods and past small bright fields running fast as I could. His journey had ended when the path went around a huge swaying willow tree that hid a small town.
The town was very quaint with its tiny stone houses and cobblestone paths nestled tightly around them. As I walked through the streets the town folk all smiled but I noticed their sleepy eyes and could tell they were tired. As I waved to each one with a smile on my face I couldnÆt find the small pig whom I had chased. I strolled through the alleys and gave dozens of greetings and they pointed my way to a sleepy town meeting. When I ventured upon the sleepy towns square, the pig who I chased was poised high to greet me there. Around him the town kinsmen were in a jovial mood but teetered and swayed on the ground which they stood. He spoke marvelous words of enchanted wisdom and how he alone brought a hero to help them. I looked around to see the hero he spoke of, but he pointed at me and said, ôplease, you must help us.ö
ôThrough the valley below and in the caverns so deep lies a mighty green dragon who howls in his sleep. You must cross this vast distance to find his cove and slay the foul beast whoÆs the source of our woes. You see every night a little after dusk our tiny village is filled with a terrible fuss. It starts with moaning and groaning then some whimpers and sighs, finally a great ghastly howl fills up the night skies. The cries are so loud it keeps us from sleep, our poor little village hasnÆt slept for a week.ö
ôAn end to this noise,ö all the towns people yelled, ôyou found us a hero to break this sleepless spell.ö
They dressed me in armor and a bold mighty sword then gave me a blue cape that hung to the floor. I was mighty impressed with this shiny new look and could see my reflection as I looked at my foot. So they cheered and roared as I set off on my quest and pointed me towards the mountains in the west. I left the sleepy village with a hearty command, go conquer the noisy dragon and bring peace to this sleepy land.
As I walked along the cool, darkened trail I could hear in the distance the great green dragons wail. I traveled through the valley where the air was so crisp and to the base of a mountain where there hung a heavy swirling mist. Into the mist is where the path did lead, so I entered the haze to complete my heroes deed. Up the winding trail, I ventured within, as the sharp jagged rocks peered down and hissed through the wind. My trail was winding, curving and steep which soon came to the entrance of the giant dragonÆs keep. It was a huge open cave with rocks hanging down and from a distance away it looked like a frown.
In the belly of that cave I could hear his loud roar and great pillows of smoke rushed out the rocky front door . Inside the cave was all damp and smelly with the whole thing lit up from the fire in his belly. I spied the huge beast in a corner of the cave and watched as he tossed while howling in dismay. He would roll to one side and give out a good yell then flop to the other, which was no better I could tell. Very curious to see what made this beast bellow I crept up to a rock where I spied on the poor fellow.
He was a brilliant green dragon with fearsome black eyes that didnÆt look scary when he started to cry. So up from the rock I jumped to attention and greeted my tired friend with kindness and affection. In my most concerned voice I asked what was so wrong and why he sang this loud moaning song? He looked at me once with those big black eyes and showed me his pointy long teeth of considerable size. I thought to myself that this would be it, IÆll be gobbled right up where this big dragon sits. Now to my surprise he lowered his head, being too tired to eat he would rather sleep instead. He groaned and sighed, ôI canÆt fall asleep, it seems a small pebble is stuck between two of my teeth. IÆve tried everything I could think of to get this thing out and all attempts failed, leaving me in doubt. So I look down at you, my little shiny friend, and ask you please, please help me put this terrible pain to an end.ö
So then I knew what this was about, a poor dragons tooth had caused the villages sleepytime drought. I said I would help and asked him to lower his head hoping he wasnÆt thinking of breakfast instead. So with his head way down low and his mouth opened wide I took a big gulp and stepped right on inside. The teeth were all pointy and white as a bone and I looked through each one till I found a small shiny stone. This little clear stone had caused all this commotion and I laughed to myself at such a silly old notion. So I lifted my sword and put it between his two teeth then popped out the pebble that caused all of this grief. And with a sigh of relief the big dragon inhaled and spit me out with a fiery exhale. Laying on the ground in a hot suit of metal, my dragon friend laughed and said I looked like a boiling tea kettle.
He thanked me three times and once more for good measure then gave me the stone that caused his displeasure. I said to the dragon he was very kind and I was happy to help him get out of his bind. As I turned to leave he laid comfortably to the floor and by the time I was gone I only heard a soft quiet snore. While I walked down the mountain there were no cries or long moans just peaceful small breezes whistling over dark cobblestones. Then I walked through the valley which was peaceful and silent and watched all the animals sleep lazily and quiet.
As I entered the village there was no one to cheer. Every street I walked down was silent and clear. This was so odd, how could it be? I was a hero for the town, couldnÆt they see? As I walked down the shiny cobblestone streets it occurred to me that everyone was asleep. It made me happy as I walked by their doors that the only thing heard was their occasional snores. So I took off the armor and gave back the grand sword and placed the dragons rock in front of the pigs door. As I laid down the rock it was easy to see, the rock was a diamond which the dragon had given to me.
So with my journey completed and the towns people all rested everyone was happy, which could not be contested. I walked up the path past the swaying willow tree and through the bright fields were the birds flew free. Then went up the door where my journey had started and into my room were the pig first darted. I climbed into bed and laid next to myself and stared across my room to an old bookshelf. Sitting on the shelf with a round pink face was a statue that looked like the pig I had chased. What a magical place my room could be, full of joyous fun dreams that would run off just for me.
