Authors Notes: Hi guys! This is my first ever fanfic so please give me some constructive feedback to improve my writing skills! Sorry for any spelling mistakes; I tried my best! Disclaimer: I do not own How To Train Your Dragon or Dreamworks. All rights reserved. P.s. Please tell me if I am doing something wrong with the disclaimer; it would really help! Thx!

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My long, silky golden hair fluttered gracefully in the wind, dancing to the tree's soft lullabies. My bright blue eyes scanned my surroundings and eventually landed on the beautiful sunset, the moon just starting to peek over the horizon. I watched as the cacophony of warm colours in the sky faded slowly, revealing bright and luminous stars, shining high in the dark sky, like thousands of tiny soldiers who had fallen in battle, guarding the gateway to Heaven.

I sighed inwardly; usually, the breathtaking scene would be something I'd cherish, but not today.

Once upon a time, the tiny soldiers in the sky would give me hope.

Once upon a time, the tree's soft lullabies would give me a sense of love and belonging.

Once upon a time, the silence would welcome me and make me feel safe and comfortable.

Now, those same tiny soldiers in the sky, would remind me of all the people who were killed pointlessly, now finding their place among the other fallen Soldiers in Heaven.

Now, the trees no longer sang sweet lullabies, but talked in hushed, frantic whispers, unsure and worried of what fate had planned for them.

Now, the once comfortable silence seemed daunting and unnatural; like death itself.

But what changed to make me feel this way? What could possibly destroy the serenity of such a wondrous night?

War.

Ever since Hitler invaded my home country; Poland, all the young and healthy men were sent away from their homes to defend all of Poland; my husband; Hiccup, being one of the first to depart. It's been two years and I'm still waiting for him to return. My friends are all saying that I should just move on because the chances of him returning are slim, but they're wrong; Hiccup made a promise that I would eventually see him again; and he NEVER breaks a promise.

My train of thought was interrupted when a young boy with brown hair and blue eyes ran into my backyard and dropped to his knees, greedily heaving in the oxygen that his lungs so desperately needed. Once he regained his breath, he slowly stood up and nervously edged towards me, as if he was afraid that I would bite him. I gave him a warm smile to ease the tension that seemed to be floating in the air. He seemed calmer but still tense. I beckoned him to come towards me when I saw a brown leather satchel attached to his waist.

A message? From who? I don't have any relatives overseas, my brother is fighting in the trenches and the rest of my family were killed by an Atomic bomb in Japan so that means this message could only be…. Oh. No.

A Telegram.

The young child noticed my sudden change in demeanor and assumed I understood what he was here for. He carefully handed me an envelope which he had just pulled out of his satchel and wasn't even able to fully extend his hand before I snatched the message out of his fingers. With trembling fingers, I snaked open the calloused paper and slowly started to read the inky words that had been embedded onto the pale parchment. By the time I finished reading, my heart was thumping erratically in my chest and my eyes were swimming with tears.

Hiccup-my Hiccup-my hope-my all- was gone.

He had broken his promise.

Hey guys! Sorry about Hiccup dying and all but I couldn't think of anything more fitting. And sorry about the crappy ending- couldn't thinl of anything else.

Thx for reading and plz review :)

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