Have you ever wondered what lies on the other side of somewhere you've never been?

Jorge wondered this every single day. He lived in a cozy cottage near the edge of a great, wide canyon. The canyon was so deep that when he dropped a pebble, he had to wait a long time to hear it hit the bottom. Finally—*plonk*! It sounded very far away.

Across that canyon, on the other side, lived a girl named Cora. She had wild curly hair and a pet dragon named Pepper. Pepper was small, about the size of a puppy, with shimmery purple scales and tiny wings that went *flutter-flutter* when he was happy.

Cora wondered about the other side too. "Who lives over there?" she asked Pepper every morning. The little dragon just sneezed tiny sparks and tilted his head.

One bright spring day, Jorge had a big idea. The biggest idea he'd ever had!

"I'm going to build a bridge," he announced to his grandmother. "All by myself!"

His grandmother smiled warmly. "That sounds wonderful, dear. But remember—bridges need two sides to meet."

Jorge didn't quite understand what she meant. He was too excited! He gathered wooden planks, thick rope, and shiny nails. Then he started building. *Tap-tap-tap* went his little hammer. *Creak-creak* went the boards as he laid them carefully.

Across the canyon, something magical happened. Cora had the exact same idea on the exact same day!

"Pepper, I'm going to build a bridge!" she declared.