Once up on a time there was a dragon called basher he liked berthing fire in the middle of the woods. he lived in a very very dark cave every early morning he would go there and at twelve and come bace at eleven he always had a good time there and nothing will stop him from going there. he likes cellecting stics and outher things for fiers. but he only goes there becase he breaths fire there. and it is his best fing to do out of eny fing in the hoal world. his mum soutid it so he came as fast as he can.