Just the Beginning…
Posted: 21 May 2014, 11:38
I've had this idea for awhile, but I've just started writing it this morning for Shnuckle's fanfiction contest, so here's the Prologue for it. I'll update it again once I get a chapter of it done. Hope you enjoy!
Keep in mind this is Bookverse, and there's no spoilers to them at all.
Just the Beginning…
Prologue, by Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, the last of the Viking heroes.
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Sometimes friends can come from the most unexpected places. I, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, ended up finding someone special from the least likely place I ever would have imagined.
As a six-year old boy with no friends, but no absence of bullies, this day was something special to me. It is one day I never shall forget, even though at this time, my hair is as white as the snow on a winter morning at Berk.
This story, is about the day I finally found someone who cared, but instead of telling you about it as the way I see it now, I'm going to tell you in the way my past childhood eyes saw it. Although the bright blue in those eyes have dimmed to almost gray, the spirit without them stays the same.
The colors may have became duller around me, but in reality they haven't really changed. My childhood self might be far, far away from me, but he's still there. He never really left…
Keep in mind this is Bookverse, and there's no spoilers to them at all.
Just the Beginning…
Prologue, by Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, the last of the Viking heroes.
~
Sometimes friends can come from the most unexpected places. I, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third, ended up finding someone special from the least likely place I ever would have imagined.
As a six-year old boy with no friends, but no absence of bullies, this day was something special to me. It is one day I never shall forget, even though at this time, my hair is as white as the snow on a winter morning at Berk.
This story, is about the day I finally found someone who cared, but instead of telling you about it as the way I see it now, I'm going to tell you in the way my past childhood eyes saw it. Although the bright blue in those eyes have dimmed to almost gray, the spirit without them stays the same.
The colors may have became duller around me, but in reality they haven't really changed. My childhood self might be far, far away from me, but he's still there. He never really left…