The brave little girl curled into her blanket, her eyelids growing heavy beneath the hush of midnight. As she slipped into sleep, the world around her transformed—her name, so familiar, suddenly vanished from memory. Confused, she whispered into the darkness, hoping to hear the sound of her name, but only silence answered. Determined, she promised herself to journey through her dream until she found it again.
The girl’s bare feet landed on the sweet, pillowy ground of Candy Land, where peppermint forests rustled and jellybean birds fluttered overhead. Each step left a trail of glittering sugar, yet the girl’s heart ached for her missing name. She called out, "Does anyone know who I am? I’m looking for my name!" The candy creatures paused their dance, shaking their heads, but one wise caramel owl pointed a wing towards Chocolate Land.
She skipped into Chocolate Land, marveling at towering walls of truffles and bridges made of crispy wafers. The chocolate river babbled a song, echoing her plea. "My name is lost. Have you seen it floating by?" A gentle chocolate bear emerged, its paws sticky and warm, and replied, "Names don’t melt here, little traveler. Try Marshmallow Land, where things bounce back." Thanking the bear, the girl pressed onward, hope flickering like a candle.
She hopped from one marshmallow mound to another, each bounce lifting her spirits. The land was soft and forgiving, giving her courage to ask again: "Has anyone seen my name? It’s small, but mighty!" The marshmallow rabbits gathered, their fur fluffy and sweet, but none knew her name. One kindly rabbit whispered, "Names sometimes float up to Cloud City, carried by dreams."
Ascending a staircase spun from mist, the girl entered Cloud City, where dreamkeepers drifted from cloud to cloud. She searched every silvery street, asking, "Can you help me remember my name? Without it, I feel lost." The dreamkeepers smiled, their eyes kind and luminous. One handed her a glittering feather, saying, "The last place for lost names is with the friendly girl dragon. She keeps treasures safe."
The girl knocked at the heart-shaped door, her courage shining bright. The friendly girl dragon, scales gleaming in rainbow hues, welcomed her warmly. "Come inside, little one. I know who you are," the dragon said, ushering her into a room filled with sparkling jars. In one jar, her name glimmered, waiting to be reclaimed. The girl smiled wide as her name returned to her, stronger than ever, and the dragon hugged her close, whispering, "You are brave, and your name will always find its way back to you."
