This story is going to be about a vivid dream I had in seventh grade about How To Train Your Dragon. Before a fight I had with my friend, I had thought of her as a sister. I had many dreams about this and I never trusted my skills until now. I think I have a clear idea of what this is going to be about now so bear with me!

How can the Avengers recover from the tragedy that has befallen them? Will they ever be able to move on? Will they ever have to...? Sequel to my first story, Away We Go. (Amazing covert art by JohnlockedIn221B.)