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The Littlest Flame: A Dragon's Heartwarming Beginnings

by Bill Tiepelman

The Littlest Flame: A Dragon's Heartwarming Beginnings

In the vast kingdom of Elderwyn, home to towering castles, enchanted forests, and creatures of legend, something extraordinary happened one quiet morning. No, it wasnโ€™t the usual kind of extraordinaryโ€”the kind with knights rescuing maidens or wizards hurling fireballs. This was different. This was the day that a very small, very adorable dragon decided to make its debut. Meet Smidge. And yes, thatโ€™s exactly what he wasโ€”a smidge of a dragon, no bigger than a loaf of bread. But donโ€™t let the size fool you. Smidge had big dreams, despite being born in the smallest egg of the clutch. His brothers and sisters had all hatched into impressive little fire-breathers, already causing minor property damage to the local village (a rite of passage for any dragon, really). Smidge, however, had yet to produce more than a puff of smoke and some particularly aggressive hiccups. โ€œYouโ€™ll get there, Smidge,โ€ his mother, a glorious red-scaled dragon named Seraphina, would say in her deep, echoing voice. โ€œIt just takes time.โ€ Smidge wasnโ€™t so sure. While his siblings were off practicing their flame control, he was busy... well, trying not to trip over his own feet. His legs seemed too long for his body, his wings flapped more like a startled chickenโ€™s than anything majestic, and his fire? Letโ€™s just say no marshmallows were getting roasted any time soon. The Quest for Fire (And Not Burning Himself in the Process) Determined to prove himself, Smidge set off on a mission. It wasnโ€™t a typical โ€œslay the knight, hoard the treasureโ€ kind of mission. No, Smidge had something much simpler in mind: learn to breathe fire without sneezing. It was a modest goal, but you had to start somewhere. He waddled out of the cave early one morning, waving goodbye to his siblings, who were busy setting a small forest on fire (totally accidental, of course). Smidgeโ€™s journey was one of discovery. He needed to find a quiet spot, away from distractions, where he could really focus on his fire-breathing technique. โ€œAh, here we go,โ€ Smidge muttered, stumbling upon a clearing in the forest. It was peaceful, with the sun filtering through the trees, birds chirping, and most importantly, nothing that could accidentally catch fireโ€”except maybe a few shrubs, but sacrifices had to be made. Smidge squared his little shoulders, took a deep breath, and... poof. A tiny puff of smoke escaped his nostrils. Well, it was better than last time, when nothing but a few weak sparks fizzled out. He puffed his chest out, feeling rather proud. โ€œAlright, letโ€™s go again,โ€ he said, this time putting every bit of effort he had into it. He inhaled deeply, focused, andโ€”achoo! The sneeze came out of nowhere, and with it, a burst of flame that wasnโ€™t quite forward-facing. Instead, the flames engulfed his own tail. โ€œYow!โ€ Smidge yelped, hopping in circles, frantically patting out the flames with his tiny claws. After a few minutes of awkward tail-chasing, the fire was out, but his pride had taken a hit. โ€œThat,โ€ he muttered, โ€œcould have gone better.โ€ Making Friends (or, How Not to Burn Bridges) Despite the hiccups (and sneezes), Smidge wasnโ€™t about to give up. He just needed a bit of helpโ€”some guidance. And so, he set off deeper into the forest, hoping to find someone who might teach him the ancient art of dragon fire-breathing. What he found instead... was Barry. Barry was a troll. Not the menacing, bridge-guarding kind of troll, though. No, Barry was more of a โ€œtree-hugging, amateur painterโ€ kind of troll. He stood about 12 feet tall, with moss growing on his back and a pair of reading glasses perched precariously on the end of his bulbous nose. โ€œHi!โ€ Smidge chirped, looking up at the towering troll. โ€œIโ€™m Smidge. Can you help me learn to breathe fire?โ€ Barry squinted down at the tiny dragon, one mossy eyebrow raised. โ€œFire, you say? Hm. Not really my specialty, kid. Iโ€™m more into watercolors.โ€ He gestured to a nearby easel, where an interpretive painting of what Smidge assumed was a tree stood. It mostly looked like a blob with branches. โ€œOh,โ€ Smidge said, his tiny wings drooping. โ€œWell... thanks anyway.โ€ Barry sighed, scratching his head. โ€œLook, kid, I may not know much about fire-breathing, but I do know about practice. Thatโ€™s what painting is, really. Practice. You just gotta keep at it. Eventually, youโ€™ll figure it out.โ€ Smidge tilted his head, considering the trollโ€™s advice. โ€œPractice, huh? Thatโ€™s it?โ€ โ€œYep,โ€ Barry replied with a shrug. โ€œAnd, uh, maybe donโ€™t set yourself on fire next time.โ€ Smidge couldnโ€™t help but laugh. โ€œYeah, Iโ€™ll try not to.โ€ The Littlest Flame Ignites With Barryโ€™s advice echoing in his head, Smidge returned to his clearing and tried again. Days passed, and though his flames were still small and sputtering, they were growing. He only set his tail on fire twice more, and there were no major forest firesโ€”just a few smoking bushes. One evening, as the sun began to set, Smidge felt different. He had been practicing all day, and though he was tired, something inside him felt ready. He stood tall (well, as tall as a baby dragon could), focused on the horizon, and took the deepest breath yet. Flame surged from his mouth, a beautiful, controlled stream of fire that lit up the sky in shades of gold and red. Smidge blinked in surprise. Had he just... done it? โ€œI DID IT!โ€ he shouted, hopping up and down in excitement. โ€œIโ€™M A REAL DRAGON!โ€ At that moment, his mother appeared, her massive wings casting a shadow over the clearing. โ€œI knew you could do it,โ€ she said proudly, watching her littlest flame with a smile. โ€œYou just needed to find your spark.โ€ The Future of the Littlest Flame And so, with his newfound fire-breathing ability, Smidge became a legend in his own rightโ€”not for his size, but for his heart. He wasnโ€™t the biggest or the most powerful dragon in Elderwyn, but he was certainly the most determined. And that, as any dragon will tell you, is the secret to greatness. As for Barry, well, he continued painting his abstract masterpieces. Smidge, now a proud fire-breathing dragon, made sure to stop by every now and then to check in on his favorite troll, usually offering him a little flame to dry his watercolors. Because thatโ€™s what friends are forโ€”helping each other, whether with flames, brushes, or a little bit of encouragement. Smidge might have started as the littlest flame, but he knew one thing for sure: the world was about to see just how bright even the smallest dragon could shine. ย ย  Bring a Piece of Smidge's World Home If the heartwarming adventures of Smidge, the littlest flame, brightened your day, why not bring a bit of that joy into your own space? Whether youโ€™re looking for something whimsical to decorate your home or a playful gift for someone special, weโ€™ve got just the right items to capture Smidgeโ€™s charm. The Littlest Flame Puzzle โ€“ Piece together the adorable world of Smidge, one puzzle piece at a time. Itโ€™s the perfect way to relax while celebrating the little dragon who lights up our hearts. The Littlest Flame Tote Bag โ€“ Carry a bit of Smidgeโ€™s playful spirit with you wherever you go. This tote is perfect for your everyday essentials, and it comes with an extra dash of dragon-sized cuteness! The Littlest Flame Tapestry โ€“ Transform your space with this vibrant tapestry featuring Smidge, the little dragon with a big heart. Perfect for adding a whimsical touch to any room! The Littlest Flame Metal Print โ€“ Elevate your decor with this stunning metal print. Smidgeโ€™s colorful world will shine beautifully on your walls, capturing the spirit of adventure and fun. Each product brings Smidgeโ€™s delightful story to life, making it easy to keep his uplifting energy around you. Whether it's a puzzle for a quiet afternoon or a tote bag for your daily adventures, Smidge is ready to brighten your world. Explore more at Unfocussed Shop!

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