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With the rising of the second crescent moon over the Kraggy mountains the Bloons realized that it was almost time for the Story to begin. Whether they were surfing the sand dunes with their outrageously long feet, or simply engaged in a staring contest with a nearby star, they instantly forgot what they were doing and hurried over to the big rock where the Storyteller sat. The scarlet light of the three moons glistened on their blue skin as they skipped over the sandy ground and their excited grins revealed beautiful, yellow teeth.
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The first sunlight of the morning filtered in through the window and lit up the cheeks of a young boy lying in bed. A nurse entered the room and regarded the child with an mixture of tenderness and pity. Although there was no need to be quiet she trod gently as she approached and laid a pile of letters on the bedside table. She lifted his head carefully and slid out the pillow so that she could give it a new case. The child's eyelids didn't even flutter. In fact the only sign of life from this thin body was the rosy hue of his cheeks and the frail rising and falling of his chest as he breathed. |
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Theo sank back onto his bed and wiped the dust from his eyes. I'm dreaming, he thought, I must be dreaming. Probably the after effect of being asleep for three months. Only stands to reason that I should start to confuse things. He rubbed his eyes until they saw sparks and then gave himself a long, hard pinch. But that just hurt and everything looked just the same afterwards. Nothing could change the fact that in front of him stood a blue creature with trumpet-shaped ears and a long, curly tail. And it seemed to be busy drying itself on the curtains of his room.
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