Someday when you're big and strong, you will be a king.

When I was young and small, Springdragon was a gangly thing the size of a horse with little nubs on his head and a scruffy bit of mane fluff.

Someday when I'm old and grey, he will be like a mammoth, with a full mane and an eight point rack.

Someday when I'm old and white, he will sit between the mountains and contemplate the tiny village of humans that has sprung up between his resting forelegs.

For those of you who have been wondering what my idea of a sketch is, here you go. Anything less is a minidoodle.