How To Train Your Dragon

My First Secret

Thorn's POV:

I ran away like lightning. When I was out of sight, I sat down in a ball and wept silently. I thought my power would be different on the dragon riders. They would have gotten a chance to be my friends, my first at that. I looked at my reflection in a small pool of water. I was the only one I couldn't paralyze. Any one else was vulnerable to me. But I didn't want to be like that! I didn't want all these secrets, to move in a heart beat when trouble for me comes around. I crawled into a log with soft, squishy moss, and cried myself to sleep.

I was back in the past. Ugh, not this dream again. I guess I have to go through with it, though. I was on Outcast island, a sunny day with clouds moving in from Berk. Well, at the time, my eyes were dark blue. They had no power, no anything. They served their purpose, and that was it. Well, the clouds came in thick and fast. I paid them no attention, for I was messing around with the stuffing in my boot. It bunched at the toes and was too thin at the top! Soon, on the beach I sat on, surrounded by jagged black rocks and gnarled trees, ice fell. One at a time, nice and slow. Then faster, and bigger. Hail! I thought in panic. I looked up with wide eyes. Big mistake. Three tiny pieces of ice fell on me. One on my heart, which soaked through my shirt and froze my skin, and the others in each eye, permanently altering them. I ran home, but anyone I looked at directly would freeze until I looked away. And my brother, Rascal, he didn't care about looking in my eyes. He still thought he would be fine, despite what he saw. Rascal looked in my new eyes too long, though, and a thin layer of ice soon covered him. That was one motive for me to run away. One of the three.