Through You're Eyes: Chapter 15For One so Small You Seem So StrongMore Like This
"'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart.
From this day on
Now, and Forever more.
You'll be in my heart.
No matter what they say!
You'll be in my heart, always."
Weariness tugs at my eyelids and weighs my body down, but it's like my mind couldn't just focus on sleeping. Everything that's happened, everything that was going to happen surges through my mind, which in turn keeps me awake. I open my eyes yet again to see the blinking stars above, it was a rare occasion where the sky was clear of any clouds.
This is ironic because a storm is raging inside me, causing me to lie awake underneath the beautifully calm night skies. After Astrid left I decided to stay with Toothless, not yet ready to go back home I am still mentally preparing myself for what I have to do, and I couldn't do it with my dad boasting about me and looking at me like I am finally the son he wanted.
A pain twists in my gut as I remember the pride th
The Tale of the Dragon's WrathThe Tale of the Dragon's WrathMore Like This
"Toothless! Toothless stop!"
Laughter disrupted Hiccup's protests to strip away much of their authority. Toothless had the boy pinned on the dewed grass of their cove. Something about the returning spring had put the dragon in a very playful mood.
"What is with you, you deranged reptile?" Hiccup asked with affection. His hands fought to keep the dragon at bay as the beast licked and nuzzled his face.
Hiccup hated a fresh coating of fish-saturated saliva as much as the next Viking, but nothing could dampen his mood on such a beautiful day. The thaw had come early that year; the trees had already budded and the air tasted sweet and warm. Birds returned to the cove after a winter's absence and danced overhead, echoing Hiccup's laughter with chirps of their own.
"Toothless stop" Hiccup said again. Toothless did not heed his command. The dragon's teeth had extractedthough Hiccup would be
CelebrationMore Like This
"The village is throwing a party to celebrate!"
Something was amiss in the village of Berk; Hiccup knew this even before he crossed the threshold of the forest, for no deep, bawling voices carried in the winds to greet him as per usual. His first steps into the village revealed darkened doorways and unattended sheep. No one pushed the creaking wagons along the grassy knolls or hammered amidst raid repairs. No one turned to give him an appraising stare for emerging from the forest yet again.
Hiccup continued on, more wary than usual. He snuck around Old Slipshod's farmhouse, tiptoed beyond the usual back paths, hoping, as he always hoped in such moments, not to be noticed. As the days wore on Hiccup showed greater and greater vigilance towards his covert travels between his house and the cove.
But it was hard to keep vigilant this particular evening when all he wanted to do was jump and dance and turn around and run ri