The Star That Chose Rumi — Under the hush-hush clouds, Rumi carried a little stone star in one paw. Tap, tap, tap—he wanted to guard the soft green valley like the big dragons did. Read the full story →
Under the hush-hush clouds, Rumi carried a little stone star in one paw. Tap, tap, tap—he wanted to guard the soft green valley like the big dragons did.
A cool wind wiggled his helmet. The stone star gave a tiny blink. “Here,” whispered Rumi. He pressed it to his shield, and the whole valley smelled like rain and warm grass.
Ever since that dusk, every valley shield has worn a star, so small guards know where they belong. Can you find Rumi’s star shining hello?
