I snuck back out and made my way to the old kill rink to get Battle-axe. I ran to my house, snuck into my room past my sleeping parents, and grabbed a medium sized bag, I proceeded to fill it with clothes, food, traps, and a fishing line. I read the entry that was most recent, it read "I can not kill a dragon, I am not a Viking, I will leave with toothless and find others like me and dragons like him who are willing to live with each other in harmony, we will create a new era of dragons and humans together, I only hope people will understand this one day" As I read this I realized there was a place where we could live together, Hiccup was creating it. He was a traitor and I realized that I was too, after knowing Battle-axe it would destroy me to kill another dragon like him. I read the entries to discover that Hiccup had not been killed, but he had fled away from the people who didn't understand him. Beneath it were saddle blueprints, journal entries, and what I assumed was a drawing of the night fury. As I rummaged through the tools and other things I found a single black scale in his drawer. I said goodbye to Battle-axe left the old rink, Stoic had asked me to clean out Hiccup's old forge station. He would sit with me, listen to me, and coddle me when I was angry or upset. I first realized this when I got tired of calling him "dragon" and gave him a name, I called him Battle-axe. While there I realized I was becoming a traitor I was feeling some thing for this dragon that I shouldn't. As I sat in the rink with the nadder pacing around me I wondered, was there a place out there where dragons and Vikings didn't kill each other and were happy together. We both preferred sheep over yak, always wanted to look our best, and were always up for a challenge. I realized that I had many things in common with this dragon the more time I spent with it. Yet this dragon was making me feel comfortable in its presence. I was confused, I was taught dragons were killing machines whose only desires were to breed and kill Vikings. Apparently the dragon was to young to be a training dragon and was relocated to the abandoned dragon rink and I started to go there. I tried to attack it simply pinned me down and laid on me "he" refused to fight me. I made myself venerable and it snuggled me. I had been visiting the dragon rink for a while trying to get that nadder to attack me so I can hate it, nothing worked.
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