Twenty minutes later, Tristan found himself peering through the gloom (captain o’shea had left strict instructions that the children stay behind as they looked for items to fix the stargazer) at the creepy mossy castle whose lights where still flickering, as the light blinked once more, it did not turn back on again and even worse, rustling was now coming from the long brownening grass around the stargazer, and now scratching and scrabbling was coming from the ship’s hull most of the children shrank back and hid behind the mast or running away to their beds, but bold little Tristan chanced a glance over the side of the hull and he saw bright green eyes staring up at him it’s a baby dragon and it’s hurt! The children crept forwards, as one sprinted off to get a sky ship blanket.