Guess. who's. Baaaackkk!
Hehe~It's me me. In case you didn't know, I'm back :)
I have decided that my writer's block can f*ck off and face it head-on. I've been staring at my screen for three full hours before I finally started to write something! I was sick of letting you guys wait too long, it feels unfair, especially since I already know the plot but just couldn't write it out.
It's dogged as does it... or something like that.
So I said F*ck life and let's goooo!!!
I've had too much coffee but whatever XD
Here you go guys, the chapters that refused to be written will now be read. I hope you like it :D
Thyra's POV
We all look expectantly at the Dragon Eye II, everyone gathered in the clubhouse as Hiccup places the last lens in the device that's placed on a barrel.
'Well, this should be it. The last remaining lens for the Dragon Eye. This should tell us everything there is to know about the King of Dragons.'
Toothless sniffs it curiously, then sits up eagerly, ready to light it.'Come on, now, T, fire that magical plasma up and let a beacon of knowledge shine down upon us and light our merry way.' We all stare at Tuffnut in shock. I knew he was smart but that actually sounded...
'Wow. That was kind of poetic, Tuff.'
Yeah, poetic is a good word... I silently agree with Astrid.
'Thank you, Astrid. You know, in some societies, entire conversations are spoken in verse. I'd like to visit one of those places...'
I raise an eyebrow, wondering what kind of places he means. I've seen a lot of cultures when I was younger, perks of being in a great business family, but I don't remember anyone speaking in poetry. My thoughts are interrupted by Fishlegs, who's hopping from one leg to the other.
'Hiccup, Hiccup! If you don't tell Toothless light that Dragon Eye, let us see what's on that lens, I will no longer be held responsible for my actions.'
'Toothless, you heard the screaming, crazy Viking.' Hiccup chuckles, gesturing for Toothless to light it.
I lean forward a little when Toothless emits a faint glow, letting his fire shine through all the lenses as the images slowly appear on the wall.
We all look at it in wonder, staring at the image on the wall. The art is beautiful, and the colors are even better. I can only imagine how much time it must have taken to shape it.'Is that -' Hiccup begins
'A Dramillion. That's a Dramillion.' Fishlegs says excitedly
'The King of Dragons is a Dramillion?' Astrid says, crossing her arms like she doesn't really believe it. And she has a point, after all... Dramillions aren't that much stronger or bigger than some other dragons. Shellfire would easily beat one of them.
'No, it's a Titan Wing Dramillion. Look at the Titan Wing in relation to the other dragons. It's bigger than this Monstrous Nightmare right next to it. This must mean that the giant skeletal remains on Vanaheim belong to another Titan Wing Dramillion.'
I frown, silently staring at the wall as the others continue to discuss it. Something is off. The more legendary dragons like the Foreverwing or Red Death are gigantic, somehow a little able to make other dragons to their bidding. Shellfire too is a large dragon capable of great destruction. Yet for some reason- this Titan Dramillion is the king of all dragons? The alpha? It doesn't make sense, I've never heard of it before.
I get snapped out of my thoughts by Hiccup's urgent voice. 'We have to get to Dramillion Island as quickly as possible, find the King of Dragons, and move it out of there.' Well, that's for sure, whether this is the real king or not, Krogan and Johan can't catch this dragon. We won't let them.
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The younger Grimborn (sequel)
FanfictionSequel to "The youngest Grimborn" In which Thyra continues her adventure in a world of dragons and Vikings. -~-~-~- It has been a while since I left Dragon's Edge. I feel a little guilty, I mean, I left a note, I held contact... sort of... But still...