• One day Mary was walking to look for a stream when she saw a little kid short off in the distance looking for shelter. Then she walked up to him and asked him. "Don't you have a home?" asked Mary

    "No" replied the little boy

    "Well what are you doing out in the middle of nowhere with nothing?" investegated Mary

    "M-my mom died when I was really little and my dad abandoned me when I was six ma'am." said the little kid

    "What is your name then?" asked Mary

    "I don't have a name because my mother died and my father he called me son not anything in particular." he replied looking down now

    "Well what do you want to be called then?" interveiwed Mary

    "Well I did read a book about a boy named Leven Thumps. May I be called Leven Bolt?" asked the boy looking up smiling with question in his eyes.

    "Well of course you can Leven. Would you like to come and see me and Popsy's home?" asked Mary. Leven nodded and looked around only seeing Mountains for miles around.

    "Well where is this "house"?" wondered Leven aloud smiling from being called his new name.
    "It's just over there we can ride Popsy so we don't get tired to quickly." Mary said
    "Well who is Popsy though?" asked Leven Bolt looking around again wondering why she said "ride".
    "Oh hold on a moment she'll be here anytime now." she whistled. A great big red and green beast came flying towards Mary and Leven.
    "This is Popsy she is a dragon and a very gentle one at that." Mary patted popsy and motioned Leven to do the same. He came hesitantly and was shaking before he actually touched the furry dragon.
    "I know he is a weird from whatever stories you've been told about dragons. There all scaly and breath fire and whatnot. But none of that is true beleive in the unimaginable, beleive and you'll find hapiness."