Echo The Dragon.

• Bonnie Russ, Grade 7
• Short Story
• 2015

'Ok, I want you to pick up an egg and put it in the pot.' Tüla said. I clambered over the rocks carefully and picked up an egg; it was warm to the touch, and the heat radiating from it gave me strength. It was a beautiful deep purple with milky white swirls. I climbed back over the rocks and slowely put the egg into the water. 'Well done, Rose. You are the first one back.' Tüla said. I smiled with joy. I jumped at the sound of a huge CRACK. The egg was hatching. 'Oh wow!' I exclaimed. Out of the egg came a majestic baby dragon. It had emerald-green eyes, with the same purple and cream colours as the egg. The dragon let out a yowl and blew a small fireball. 'What is his name, Rose?' Tüla asked. I thought for a second. 'Echo. Echo the dragon.' I said. Echo let out a loud purr, as if he approved of his new name.