Long long ago in roman times there was a beautiful Pegasus pony. She had a magical horn. If you touched it your memory would be blown away. The horn was my enemy. She can blow cold ice out of her mouth, she was precious. She lived in a castle full of magic. One day she heard a strange noise down stairs she crept down when BANG! She disappeared with out a trace.
I was so terrified I had to go and look through the dark creepy woods. I walked down with a candle in my hand. I heard a strange nose. A dragon flew past me like a flash of wind the dragons name was called death. When he blew fire out of is mouth is eyes bleed down his hard dried skin.
I chopped the dragon head off “run Pegasus run”! She ran as fast as she could. SASH! It was a loud smash the dragon left all its powers on the floor. All the powers made a new monster a little thing one with lots of powers. The powers are not going to stop yet. I took all the powers out of the little monster called Thing 1. He bit Pegasus on the leg NAY NAY! I went to go and get my stop watch chooms.
Thing 1 is dead at last I put a bandage a round Pegasus leg and we flew back to the castle. We lived happily together for there rest of there days.