It was a cold, crisp January morning in Dragonsville. The air was still and a light fall of [?] was covering the [?] turning it into a smooth white blanket. Julie and Ahmed had arrived at the archway, but the [?] were nowhere to be seen. They didn’t like the cold and snow. It made their wings freeze, and every time they took a [?] there was so much steam that they could not see where they were.
Just beyond the Cave of Fame a faint [?] of smoke was rising. Julie pointed towards it and both her and Ahmed began to [?] around the cave to see what was burning.