

Lila and Tom were playing in the park. They liked to run and jump and slide. They saw a big hill with a lot of trees. They wanted to climb the hill and see what was on the other side.
"Let's go, Lila!" Tom said. "Maybe we can find a treasure or a castle or a dragon!"
"OK, Tom!" Lila said. "But we have to be back before lunch. Mommy said so."
They ran up the hill, holding hands. They felt the wind in their hair and the sun on their faces. They laughed and sang and talked. They did not see the dark clouds in the sky.
When they reached the top of the hill, they saw a big lake. It was blue and shiny and calm. They also saw a lot of mist. It was white and soft and cold. It covered the trees and the grass and the rocks. It made everything look like a fairy tale.
"Wow, Tom! Look at the mist! It's so pretty!" Lila said.
"Yes, Lila! It's like a cloud on the ground! Let's go inside!" Tom said.
They ran into the mist, feeling curious and excited. They thought they would see something amazing. But they did not. They only saw more mist. It was thick and wet and blurry. It made everything look the same. They could not see the lake or the hill or the park. They could not see each other.
"Tom, where are you?" Lila called.
"Lila, where are you?" Tom called.
They tried to find each other, but they could not. They tried to find the way back, but they could not. They felt scared and lost and alone. They wished they had not gone into the mist. They regretted leaving the park. They wanted to see their mommy.
Suddenly, they heard a loud roar. It was deep and angry and scary. It came from the mist. It sounded like a monster. It sounded like a dragon.
"Tom, help!" Lila screamed.
"Lila, run!" Tom shouted.
They ran as fast as they could, hoping to escape the roar. They did not know where they were going. They did not know what they would find. They only knew they had to get out of the mist.
They ran and ran, until they saw a bright light. It was the sun. It had come out from behind the clouds. It had chased away the mist. It had shown them the way.
They ran out of the mist, and saw the lake and the hill and the park. They also saw their mommy. She was waiting for them at the bottom of the hill. She looked worried and angry and relieved. She had heard their screams. She had come to find them.
"Lila, Tom, where have you been?" Mommy asked. "I've been looking for you everywhere. You're late for lunch. You're wet and dirty and cold. You're in big trouble."
Lila and Tom ran to their mommy, feeling sorry and happy and safe. They hugged her and kissed her and told her what had happened. They told her about the mist and the roar and the dragon.
Mommy listened and shook her head and smiled. She did not believe them. She thought they had made up a story. She thought they had a big imagination. She did not know they had seen an enormous dragon. It was hiding in the mist. It was watching them. It was waiting for another chance.
