Snow for the Dragon

I Love You

The winter landscape around them was silent, their soft steps and a woodpecker in the distance the only sounds heard in the forest. Winter was always special, for the season brought joy to everyone and covered entire landscapes in beautiful soft mounds of snow that one would just want to dip their heads inside of . The sounds and noises of civilization was always fewer while there was a feeling of warmth and hope in the air.

Above them, the sky was already losing its light, even though the sun had only been up for a few hours. It was still burning red through the trees, making the snow glitter and turn orange as rays if sunlight manages to maneuver it's way through the resilient barricade if pine and deciduous cedars. Soon the sun wouldn't rise at all, it never did when winter reached its peak. For more than a month, the moon and the night ruled over Berk. For more than a month, the sun never rose, not until time turned and the sun was allowed to slowly reclaim its place in the sky.
They were opposites, the sun and the moon. While the moon ruled over the winter, turning it into a glittering display of tiny crystals, lighting up the snow with its cold light, the sun ruled over summer. The world that was asleep during winter awoke again in the spring, the cycle reaching its other peak during midsummer when the sun never left the sky instead, creating endless days without nights.
In the end, it was an eternal cycle. One in perfect balance of two equally strong forces. Now ruled winter and when the pale full moon finally had claimed the whole sky, Hiccup couldn't help to notice how well Elsa fitted into the landscape.

The part of her that wasn't covered by his dark coat lit up by light just as well as the snow around them. She was a glowing peak next to him, a great contrast to his warmth. In this world, he was the one who had to adapt, he didn't naturally fit in. Just like she had adapted and waited for the cooler nights when they had been in Arendelle this year during the summer. The couple had just escaped the cheer and warmth of the great hall , where the burly Vikings were laughing heartily as their cheers filled the air , vanquishing any sense of aloneness among them, to replace it with the warn feeling of brotherhood and camaraderie. "You talked to Astrid? " Elsa inquired calmly with a soft voice, almost a whisper .
"I did." He replied , as Elsa rested her head onto his shoulder again. "She already knew." He added, Elsa only nodding her head. After all, they had both already been very aware that Astrid wasn't in the dark."How did she take it?" She asked, looking at him with hesitant and wondering eyes as they walked out of the forest and began walking up a hill. It was a place she had never been to before and Hiccup hadn't told her where they were going, he had only said he wanted to talk to her. "Better than expected. She can be a pain on the butt sometimes... but she is really a beautiful , wonderful woman. And I know any guy would be lucky to have her . She is the one person who helped back to get stronger during our childhood. She is a wonderful human being... Once you get past all the gruff and tough facard she has put up over the years. ", he said softly, as his ears picked up on the slow, calm breathing escaping the mouth of the beautiful woman next to him. Elsa smiled warmly at his answer and clasped his hand , intertwining their fingers together.

"This is place... It's beautiful ...." Elsa whispered , gazing out towards the horizon , where the rapidly darkening sky met the icy slab of earth that used to be the vast sea. The wind played with the few strands of hair that had escaped her braid as Hiccup smiled to himself at her remark. Berk lay below them, the ocean ahead and his father's statue could be seen in it's full glory behind Berk, lit up by the moon.
It was the reason he had brought her here, to tell her about his dad. He had known for quite some time that he had to, he wanted to, but he didn't know where to begin. He didn't want there to be any secrets between them, but how did you share your darkest secret with the one who meant the most to you? He glanced down at the woman standing next to him . She was so beautiful, so pure, with hair like silver and her pale skin a little rosy from the cold. She was smiling and she looked so peaceful, so content, that he didn't want to ruin the moment. What if she couldn't understand his guilt? Or what if she turned away from him? What if she called him a killer or pitted him? What if she feared him? These thought plagued his mind as an inner battle raged on inside him, the woman next to him completely oblivious to the turmoil.