A Tumble Through the Portal

In a world where magic swirls in the air like glitter, four little dragons were the sparkliest of all. Zephyr, with scales the color of a clear sky; Ember, as red as a sunset; Ivy, green like the leaves after rain; and Nimbus, glowing like a moonbeam. They weren't just any dragons – they were best friends, studying at Sparkling Scales School.

This wasn't an ordinary school. Here, magic was the lesson and adventure was the homework. But our friends? They made their own rules. Running faster than the wind, laughing louder than thunder. They loved to explore, try new spells, and most of all, they loved to play.

On a day like any other, filled with mischief and merriment, the time came for the little dragons to return to their homes. The school had a special portal for this purpose – a shimmering archway that glowed with a soft, welcoming light. "Remember," their teacher, a wise old dragon named Lumina, reminded them, "the portal is delicate. One at a time, only one at a time. It might work for two, but by no means for four! No more than three dragons at a time, for the magic to work just right."

But the friends, eager for one more adventure, forgot the rules. They leaped together, laughing as they went. The portal spun and twisted, and then, with a flash, everything changed. They landed, not on the soft, warm sands of their homes, but on a strange, cool greenness. "Ouch!" they all said, surprised by the soft earth beneath them. This new world was quiet, filled with giant, silent trees that reached high into the sky but didn't talk like the ones back home.