Corporal Dia Zephyr assumed it was just another drill, no more than a Navy tradition, a rite of passage for the recruits. She expected a spacewalk, maybe a shooting game inside an asteroid field, skimming along the Collective's border before turning back to the Empire's space. After all, this was what they knew, what everyone expected. But that's not what happened. Highest ranks: [27 in #Science Fiction - 25 in #Horror 10-01-2018]

Hiccup is the runt of the village, because he is small and blind. He usually always has to have somebody with him when he goes outside. When he is let outside without guidance for once, he stumbles upon a dragon that was unable to fly. Hiccup helps him to fly again, but things don't go as planned. When his dad finds out, Hiccup leaves Berk. Will he come back to the place he called 'home'? Or will he just become the past to the village of Berk? *Hiccup is the only one who can understand and speak dragonese.*

Nordic winters are brutally cold, and they do a great job at depleting resources. Surviving one of these winters often takes determination and the stubbornness of a Viking. That is, assuming no problems arise. But when a horde of territorial and venomous dragons arrives in Berk, ensuring his tribe's survival quickly becomes something Hiccup must work at in order to accomplish. Warning: This story contains some violence and graphic descriptions. This story is loosely based on the episode "Frozen" from the DreamWorks Dragons TV series. Cover art by @KrystalM Featured on Wattpad's Fanfiction profile Featured in R's Drive-Thru of Mystique Magazine for March 2019 1st place, fanfiction: 2018 Plum Awards, 2018 Goddess Awards, November 2018 Blue Rose Awards 2nd place, fanfiction: 2019 Castle Awards Runner-up, fanfiction: 2018 Mystic Awards 3rd place, fanfiction: 2018 Ocean Awards 2 Honorable mention, fanfiction: 2018 Rune Awards