It was Halloween, and Sophie and Wind were looking for the best costume.

And in the shed they found
a DRAGON.

It had once danced in Chinese New Year parades. Now its red had faded, its golden scales were rubbed thin, and one long whisker curled the wrong way.

But they thought it was still awesome.

They looked at its enormous head.

They looked at its long, folded body.

Then they looked at each other.

“We should call our friends,” said Sophie.