Ember's Tiny Light
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Ember was the smallest dragon in the whole craggy mountain. His scales were the color of sunset, but his belly felt cold as a river stone. Every time he opened his mouth to breathe, he clamped it shut again. "What if my fire burns the whole world?" he whispered.
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One warm evening, a tiny golden spark floated past Ember's nose. It wasn't hot at all. It danced in the dark air, blinking on and off, on and off. It was a firefly named Glimmer.
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"You glow!" Ember said, his eyes wide.
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"I shine," Glimmer said, "but I don't burn. Watch." She landed on a dry leaf. The leaf didn't scorch. It just sat there, happy in the soft light.
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Ember sighed. "I wish I could do that. But dragons breathe fire, and fire is scary."
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"Fire doesn't have to be scary," Glimmer said. "Fire can be gentle. Try making just a tiny spark. As small as a firefly."
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Ember opened his mouth just a crack. A puff of smoke came out, then a flicker of orange light. It was warm, like a cup of tea. It didn't burn the grass. It just made the ground glow.
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"Again," said Glimmer, dancing around him.
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Ember tried again. This time, a little flame popped out and floated up like a lantern. It hung in the air, bright and gentle, next to Glimmer's light.
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Ember smiled. His belly felt warm now, and it wasn't scary at all. Together, the tiny dragon and the firefly lit up the whole meadow, glowing softly into the night.
