A long time ago, near a village called Buttery Glen, there lived a dragon. He was the color of midnight. He was huge and covered in sharp, pointy scales. The fire he breathed could light up the night sky.

He lived in a nest high above the village in an old, dead tree. 

Everyone in Buttery Glen was scared of the dragon...everyone but one precocious girl.

One day, the dragon had come down from his nest and was hiding in the cornfields.

Everyone ran to escape the dragon. Everyone except for Aleena.

Armed with her homemade sword, helmet and shield, Aleena ran through the deserted village toward the cornfield. 

When she spotted the dragon, Aleena snuck up behind him.

“Excuse me!” Aleena yelled. The dragon roared. He lowered his head to her level. Aleena felt the dragon’s hot breath on her face.

“I’m Aleena,” she said. “I’ve come to tell you to go away. You’re scaring everybody.”