The Little Dragon Dino E-Book

Dominik Mikulaschek

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Geisteswissenschaft
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 190

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2026

Beschreibung

When the full moon rises over the old castle, a very special adventure begins for little dragon Dino. On a mysterious night, Dino meets a young vampire who at first seems strange and a little frightening. But before long, the little dragon realizes that the unknown is not always something to fear. Together, the two experience a magical adventure filled with glowing pumpkins, fluttering bats, mysterious castle moments, and an unexpected friendship. Little Dragon Dino and the Vampire Adventure under the Full Moon is a lovingly told children’s book about courage, friendship, curiosity, and trust. In a playful and warm-hearted way, this imaginative story shows children that something truly wonderful can often be hidden behind unfamiliar encounters. This makes the book perfect for bedtime read-alouds or for sharing with little adventurers. With its child-friendly, exciting, and at the same time gentle storytelling style, this book delights boys and girls who love dragons, vampires, full moon nights, and magical stories. The enchanting blend of fantasy, adventure, and friendship makes Dino’s story a special reading experience for the whole family. A wonderful book for children who love imaginative adventure stories, brave heroes, friendly dragons, and mysterious creatures. Perfect for fans of: Children’s books about dragons Magical adventures Bedtime read-aloud stories Imaginative friendship stories Child-friendly vampire stories Books about courage and trust

Leseprobe

Dominik Mikulaschek, born in Linz in 1983, leaves the world of power analyses behind with this heartwarming children's book and delves into the timeless questions of courage, friendship and self-acceptance. In his work "The Little Dragon Dino – and the Vampire Adventure at Full Moon”, he translates his powers of observation into a gentle but profound narrative that does not resort to moralising. Instead, with quiet humour and great empathy, he dissects the dynamics of fear, prejudice and the longing to be allowed to be who you are. His book is an atmospherically dense and at the same time comforting wake-up call for young readers, showing how true friendship can dispel all shadows of doubt in the gentle light of mutual understanding.

Dominik Mikulaschek

The Little Dragon Dino – and the Vampire Adventure at Full Moon

Volume 2

tredition GmbH

© 2026 Dominik Mikulaschek

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Chapter 1 – Full Moon over the Dragon Forest

The full moon hung like a thick, round slice of bacon above the treetops of the Dragon Forest, bathing everything in a silvery, mysterious light. Deep beneath the old trees, in a cosy cave lined with moss and soft ferns, little Dino the dragon slept soundly and dreamed of something very important. He dreamed of a huge mountain of steaming chocolate puddings, all topped with a crispy caramel crust, just like his mum always made. In his dream, he was already sticking out his little pink tongue to lick the first pudding from the top of the mountain when he heard a strange noise. It was a soft, almost delicate knocking that didn't quite fit into his pudding world. Knock, knock, knock. Dino growled softly in his sleep and turned over to the other side, determined not to be distracted from his pudding dream. But the sound did not stop; it even grew a little louder and more insistent, now sounding almost like a tentative scratching on a piece of wood. Dino's eyelids fluttered, his nose twitched, and then, with one last deep sigh, he gave up the fight against awakening and blinked into the soft moonlight that fell into his cave. Everything was quiet and peaceful, only the soft rustling of the leaves outside could be heard. Dino grumbled, closed his eyes again and was just about to snuggle back into his pudding dream when he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye. A shadow had flitted across the cave wall, quickly and silently, and Dino was wide awake in an instant. His heart suddenly began to beat very fast, because the shadow was much too big for a moth and much too angular for a bat flying by. Very carefully, almost without moving, Dino let his gaze wander to the small window he had made from a knot hole in the cave wall. And what he saw there made him gasp in horror. Outside on the windowsill, right in front of his nose, sat a small, dark figure, curled up in a black cloak that was much too big, with only two pale little feet peeking out, dangling slightly in the moonlight . Dino couldn't believe his eyes and rubbed his paws vigorously, but the figure was still there, huddled like a sad little bird in a nest that was much too big. Who could it be, in the middle of the night, high up in the trees of the Dragon Forest? The little dragon was brave, but such an unexpected visit at this late hour made him a little scared. He wondered whether he should wake his mum, who was fast asleep in her own moss bed at the other end of the cave, but then he would have been a coward if he was afraid of such a small, cuddled-up creature. No, that was out of the question. Very quietly, so as not to scare the figure, Dino crept closer to the window. His claws made hardly any noise on the soft moss floor. The closer he got, the clearer he could see the outline. It was indeed a small cloak, made of shiny black fabric that glimmered in the moonlight, and beneath it peeked the edge of a small, pointed hood. Dino was now only a dragon's length away from the window when the figure suddenly moved. It flinched as if it were having a nightmare, and a soft, pitiful whimper penetrated the thick cave wood. This whimper sounded so sad and forlorn that all of Dino's fear immediately disappeared, leaving only curiosity and a great deal of pity. Carefully, he pressed his snub nose against the small window, which consisted only of an opening covered with thin parchment, and whispered as quietly as he could: "Hello? Is anyone there? Do you need help?" The response came immediately. The figure on the windowsill jumped up, the large cloak almost slipping from its narrow shoulders, and two huge, round eyes, as red as the ripest forest berries, stared directly at Dino through the parchment. A small, pale mouth opened in a silent scream, and then something completely unexpected happened. The little visitor opened its mouth wide, and Dino saw two long, pointed, gleaming fangs that glowed dangerously in the moonlight. A vampire! A real, little vampire was sitting out there on his windowsill! Dino's heart leapt violently and then almost stopped for a fraction of a second . He was about to cry out for help, hide under his blanket or at least squeeze his eyes shut, but then he saw something else. The little vampire's red eyes weren't scary or evil, no, they were wide open with fear, and thick tears glistened in them, ready to roll down his pale cheeks. But no threatening hiss came from its open mouth with its pointed teeth, only another very quiet and pitiful whimper. The little vampire was trembling all over, clutching his cloak with both hands and looking as if he would like nothing better than to vanish into thin air. Dino stared at him, the little vampire stared back, and in that strange moment, Dino completely forgot that he was supposed to be afraid of vampires. This trembling little bundle of misery on his windowsill just looked too unhappy to be dangerous. Very slowly, so as not to frighten the little vampire even more, Dino raised his paw and carefully pushed open the parchment window. A cool night breeze blew in, making Dino's scales shiver slightly, but he didn't pay any attention to it. "You can come in if you want," Dino whispered to the little vampire. "It's warm in here and the moss is nice and soft." The little vampire looked at Dino in disbelief, his red eyes growing even wider, if that was possible. He hesitated for a moment, seeming to consider whether this was a trap, but then, very slowly and carefully, he climbed down from the windowsill and dropped into the cave. He landed with a soft thud on the mossy floor, his oversized cloak enveloping him like a black tent. Now that he was standing right in front of Dino, he looked even smaller and more vulnerable than he had through the window. The cloak was clearly made for a much larger vampire and dragged on the floor. The face beneath it was narrow and pale, and the large red eyes darted nervously around the cave, as if searching every corner for danger. Dino smiled encouragingly at him. "I'm Dino," he said as kindly as possible, wagging his tail slightly. "And who are you?" The little vampire swallowed visibly, his pointed teeth touching his lower lip. He fiddled with his cloak, then said quietly and with a trembling voice, "I'm Vitus." His voice sounded squeaky, not at all like one would imagine a vampire to sound. "Vitus," Dino repeated, immediately liking the name. "Nice to meet you, Vitus. Why are you sitting alone on my windowsill in the middle of the night, crying?" At this question, Vitus' pale face contorted even more, and the tears that had previously only glistened in his eyes now began to run down his cheeks. He hastily wiped them away with the sleeve of his cloak, but more kept coming. "I'm so scared," he sobbed quietly, trying not to be too loud. "Count Knautsch sent me away. I have to prove that I'm a real vampire. Everyone at vampire school laughs at me because I'm so small and because I'm afraid of bats and because I can't stand garlic. Count Knautsch says I'm a disgrace to the family and not to come back until I've really scared someone. But I can't scare anyone! I think it's so mean!" Vitus' voice grew quieter and quieter and ended in a sob. Dino listened attentively and immediately disapproved of Count Knautsch's story. "That's not very nice of this count," said Dino indignantly, putting his little paws on his hips. "You can't just force someone to scare others when they don't want to!" Vitus looked at Dino in surprise. "Do you think so?" he asked quietly. "The others always find it funny. They hide in swarms of bats to scare me, or they put garlic in my bed. And Count Knautsch says I'm a wimp." Dino shook his head resolutely. "You're definitely not a wimp. You managed to fly all the way here, in the middle of the night, through the scary forest. That's brave!" Vitus sniffed. "Flew? Oh, the cloak." He pointed to his garment. "It's my father's. I can't really fly with it. I walked the whole way. And stumbled a few times." Dino couldn't help but chuckle a little, not because he wanted to laugh at Vitus, but because he found the image so funny: a little vampire, tangled up in a giant cloak, stumbling through the forest. Vitus looked at him a little offended at first, but then he had to smile a little himself. "I'm probably not the scariest," he admitted. "You know, I didn't really want to be a vampire. I prefer drinking cocoa and looking at picture books. But that's not very common in my family." Dino nodded sympathetically. He could well imagine how stupid it must be when everyone expects something from you that you can't or don't want to do. "Luckily, it's different for us," explained Dino. "My mum thinks it's great that I like to eat pudding and go on adventures. She always says the main thing is that I'm happy." At that moment, there was a rustling sound in the back of the cave, and a soft, sleepy voice said, "Dino? Darling? Is everything all right? Who are you talking to in the middle of the night?" Dino and Vitus both turned around in alarm. Dino's mum had sat up on her moss bed and was blinking confusedly in their direction. Vitus was so startled that he wanted to jump out of the window again, but Dino quickly put a paw on his arm. "Mum, everything's fine!" Dino called softly but urgently. "I just have a visitor. May I introduce you to Vitus?" Dino's mum blinked again, then got up and slowly approached them. When she saw the small, pale vampire with the big red eyes and the huge black cloak, she paused for a moment, but then her face broke into a friendly smile. "Well, hello there," she said in her warm, cuddly dragon mum voice. "You're a small, pointy guest. What brings you to the dragon forest so late?" Vitus made a small, shy curtsy under his cloak and stammered a bow. Dino quickly took the floor and told his mum the whole story about Count Knautsch, the vampire school and the test of courage. Dino's mum listened attentively, and when Dino had finished, she sighed deeply. "Oh, you poor thing," she said and sat down with them on the mossy ground. "That sounds like a pretty exciting and sad night for you. But now you're here, and you're safe here. Would you like some warm cocoa? It always helps with grief." Vitus's eyes lit up briefly, but then he turned pale again. "Cocoa? We vampires only drink... um... red stuff," he muttered, looking down at the floor in embarrassment. Dino's mum laughed softly, a chuckling, friendly sound. "Oh, come on, there are no rules here. Hot chocolate is for everyone, whether you're a dragon, a vampire or anyone else. I even have some with extra foam on top, just the way Dino likes it. And if you like, I'll bake a big apple pie tomorrow morning. That's Dino's favourite breakfast." Vitus looked back and forth between Dino and his friendly mum, and for the first time that night, the fear faded from his red eyes and gave way to a small, cautious smile. Maybe, he thought, this night wasn't the worst of his life after all, but perhaps the beginning of something completely new and exciting. Maybe dragons weren't as scary as the old vampire stories claimed. Maybe they were even quite nice. While Dino's mum disappeared into the small cave kitchen to make cocoa, Dino sat down next to Vitus and looked at him. "Don't worry," he whispered. "Tomorrow morning, we'll figure out together how to solve the problem with this Count Knautsch. And if he's mean to you, he'll have me to deal with!" He made a small, dangerous-looking dragon fist, which in reality just looked cute. Vitus chuckled quietly. Maybe, he thought, it wasn't so bad ending up on this windowsill after all. Maybe here, in this warm, cosy dragon's lair, he had finally found a friend. And while outside the full moon slowly wandered over the dragon forest, illuminating the night, a little dragon and an even smaller vampire sat side by side on the soft moss, drinking steaming cocoa from wooden bowls and chatting quietly about all sorts of things, about pudding dreams and picture books, about fearsome counts and cosy caves. It was the beginning of an unusual friendship, and Dino felt deep in his dragon heart that this would not be an ordinary adventure, but one of a very special kind. Vitus felt it too, and as he sipped the warm cocoa that warmed him to the tips of his toes, he knew that tonight he had found something much better than proof of his vampire skills. He had found a place where he could be himself, with all his fears and his love of hot chocolate and picture books. And that was worth more than all the tests of courage in the world. Finally, after a while, when the hot chocolate was all gone and tiredness overcame them both, Dino's mum fetched an extra portion of soft moss and made Vitus a cosy bed next to Dino's. Vitus snuggled deep into his large cloak, which suddenly no longer felt uncomfortable, but like a soft, protective blanket. He looked over at Dino, who was already snoring quietly, and thought about how tomorrow morning he would taste real apple pie for the first time in his life. With a small smile on his pale lips, his red eyes closed, and for the first time in a long, long time, Vitus did not dream of bats or garlic, but of a big, friendly dragon who drank cocoa with him and assured him that everything would be all right. And outside, in the silvery moonlight, the leaves of the dragon forest rustled softly, as if keeping the secret of the two new friends to themselves.

Chapter 2 – A shadow on the windowsill