The camera pans over Dragon Land, dusted in sparkling snow. The sky is dark, but the stars twinkle like tiny lanterns. A soft wind rustles through the trees, and the occasional magical glow of a dragon’s breath illuminates the snow.

Narrator (soft, awe-filled tone): “It was the night before Christmas in Dragon Land… a night that seemed ordinary, but tonight… magic was about to arrive.”

Cassie, Ord, Zak, and Wheezie are tucked into their beds in the dragon village, snug under blankets. The camera focuses on Cassie, who stares out her window at the moonlit snow, wide-eyed.

Cassie: “Do you think… Santa will come this year?”

Ord: muffled, under his blanket “I hope he brings candy…”

Suddenly, the deep, rhythmic sound of a train whistle echoes across the hills. The dragons’ ears perk up.