Isha, a giggling baby girl with sparkling eyes, toddles beneath the ancient trees. Her brown, short ponytail bounces with every wobbly step, and her pink glittery dress glimmers in the shifting light. Right beside her prances Isla, an adorable pink dragon whose scales shimmer like gemstones, a permanent, wide smile curving her snout. The two friends are inseparable, sharing laughter that echoes softly through the trees.
Isha lets out a joyful squeal and clambers onto Isla's back, her tiny hands gripping the dragon’s glittering scales. Isla stretches her wings wide, the sunlight catching every iridescent scale, and with a playful bound, she leaps skyward. Wind whips past them, carrying their laughter higher and higher as they spiral above the glowing canopy, chasing the last rays of daylight. Together, they join the birds in melodic song, their voices mingling in the golden dusk.
"Isla, what if we could go all the way to space?" Isha coos, her words half-formed but her excitement shining in her wide eyes. "Roarrrr, let's try!" Isla chirps, her voice musical and bright. With determination, the dragon beats her wings harder, slicing through clouds and shimmering mist, until the world below vanishes and only stars remain. Isha gazes in wonder as planets swirl past them in emerald, sapphire, and ruby hues.
With a delighted squeal, Isla lands on a trampoline, the springy surface sending them bouncing higher with every boing. Isha giggles wildly, her laughter mingling with the shimmering stardust as she and Isla launch again and again into the sparkling expanse. Each bounce carries them closer to the planets, making them feel like they could dance across the universe. The joy in their hearts is as boundless as the sky itself.
Isha[/@ch_1] upward, and she lands atop the comet, her eyes wide with surprise and delight.]
For a moment, Isha balances precariously, giggling atop the spinning comet as it begins to arc around Saturn, its rings luminous and grand. Seeing her friend in need, Isla swoops close and blows a gentle stream of fire at the comet, warming it and guiding its path. The comet twirls gracefully, and Isha slides back onto Isla's back, squealing with glee as they reunite mid-flight. Together, they twirl among a flock of colorful unicorns, their manes sparkling like rainbows in the cosmic night.
Mommy stands in the doorway, holding a plate stacked high with steaming pancakes, her smile as bright as the morning. "Yummy pancakes for breakfast! Come on, sleepyhead!" she calls, her voice gentle and full of love. Isha blinks, the dream fading but her excitement undimmed, and she babbles and gestures animatedly, eager to share her cosmic journey—even as her words are still a tangle of baby sounds. "Yummy tummy Goo gaa gaa!" she exclaims, grinning at her pancake. Mommy laughs, brushing a kiss over Isha’s forehead as sunlight paints everything gold, and the day begins with promise and play.
