Summer Chains

Sunlight glints off Summer Chains’s iridescent dragon scales as she leaps from a mossy cliff, wings unfurling with a soft shush. She lands lightly in a meadow humming with fireflies and ancient, whispering willows. “Ooh—did you feel that? The air’s tingling with story-magic! And look—those dandelions aren’t just blowing… they’re spelling something!” She crouches, grinning, fingertips brushing glowing pollen. “Hold on—this adventure’s already beginning!”