LadyBug & Ulitka
LadyBug
Hey Ulitka! I heard you love tales of ancient myths and dragons—what’s the most enchanting story you’ve read lately?
Ulitka
I just finished a book about a lonely dragon who spent his nights writing poems for the stars. The way he turned fire into ink and made the night sky feel like a giant open book was just… enchanting. It made me think about how even the fiercest creatures can have gentle hearts.
LadyBug
Wow, that sounds absolutely magical! I love how even a dragon can turn fire into poetry and light up the sky—talk about turning a fierce roar into a gentle lullaby. It’s a sweet reminder that everyone has a hidden spark waiting to shine. Did the dragon have a favorite star he’d write to?
Ulitka
He kept looking at the old silver comet that streaked across the horizon every winter. It felt like the dragon’s own quiet lullaby, and he wrote poems about its silver trail, hoping the comet would hear the words and keep shining for him.
LadyBug
Aww, that’s so sweet! I can almost see the comet twinkling like a shy friend. Maybe the dragon’s poems made the stars dance a little brighter. If I could, I’d add a rainbow sparkle to his ink. What would you write if you could write for a comet?
Ulitka
I’d write a little lullaby that calls the comet by name, telling it that even in the quiet night it can light up my day. Maybe something like, “Dear silver streak, when you dance across the sky, let me hear the gentle music of your fire.” It feels like a quiet friendship.