The story · 2007
The story of Dragon Breath Flakes
Ember, a baby dragon in a hoodie three sizes too big, sneezed cinnamon sparks across every box. The flakes had a warm cinnamon kick that made your tongue tingle, and kids compared who felt the tingle first. The brave ones claimed they could breathe tiny puffs of steam afterward. It was usually just the cold kitchen air.
The side panel had a heat meter you filled in after each bowl, and nobody ever admitted to rating it a one.





