Fog (reader x httyd)

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The beginning

Your POV:
My heart was pounding out of my chest as I avoided yet another arrow aimed straight for my head. Bruises and cuts adorned my aching limbs as I paddled the dingy with every ounce of energy within me. The angry shouts of that horrible village and their arrows began to fade as I paddled further and further away, yet my heart would not calm. As I stopped to rest my tired body, my thoughts wandered back to my survival. For the past 17 years, I have been surviving off of scraps, trash and kind people's offerings. But the village I stayed at was brutal. Even for me. I move to this island around 4 years ago... when my mother died. My father was never around so I felt- so alone. I travelled to this faraway island, miles away from any other civilisation, beyond the archipelago. It took weeks of sailing to get there, and weeks to sneak onto the island itself.

The residence of this island consisted of a large village of cruel yet strong vikings that had closed themselves off to the world so- it was more than understandable for them not to trust me. But their cruelty was Irrational. I lived as a beggar. Constantly doing odd jobs for measly scraps of food or a place in the barn to sleep at night with the sheep. But those were on lucky days. During the cold winters many refused my help and the only reason I survived was due to some poor old blind lady who could barely survive on her own. In the end though, I was chased out after 4 years after I stole a loaf of bread from a cart. Which then cascaded into the entire village throwing complaints about my presence and insults at me. Then that progressed into... well. A physical attack. Clearly. Where I had to steal a dingy and row off at full speed while angry villagers tried throwing their spears and arrows at me.

A jolt which almost threw me into the icy waters pulled me out of my reminiscing and I fully assessed my situation and surroundings. The village was far, far in the distance and I could barely make out the buildings. A good thing. But one issue I have is that- there is no civilisation. Whatsoever. It would take me months to get to a civilised island from here in such a tiny dingy and from the looks of that I might not even make it that far... as I see a raging storm ahead of me. Pulling my small boat in as I try to row away from it. But the waters were unrelenting and overpowered my weak biceps. I felt jealous of the 3 monstrous nightmares flying together. Away from the storm as I sat there. Helpless. How I wish I stole more bread from that stall before I left... I sighed as I gave up, hoping I would somehow survive this beast of a storm.