Have You ever wondered how stories were made and how you can tell fact from fiction. Well, in those days I can't remember what was fact. See, I live in a world where these creatures are real. To you and me, these guys are pretty amazing when you first see one. Well, I would say that, but, let me tell you about the type of person you are dealing with first.
See, my family are travelers, we're artists to be said here. Not sure if I said it right, well…my parents meet in the weirdest way. See, my dad is a formal Viking, and my mom was a normal-okay, so, this story isn't about them. It's about me. My name is…well, don't laugh okay, my dad wanted a boy, but he got me instant.
My name is Alexander, but everyone calls me Alex. I honestly don't know where he heard that name, but, he been all over the world for a Viking I'll say. Now, for a girl like me, you wonder where in the world I would be heading off to. See, my parents heard of this place where they fight off these creates…am not giving anything away here.
Well, there was one thing I could tell you about me that was different. See, I was seven and played with some…stuff that change my right eye's color. My eyes were these sea blues, and now one is this weird purple. Yeah, crazy, I know. Well, my hair is red, way too bright. Can be mistake as fire. Well, if you're me at least.
"Oh dear god…" See, any animals are always cashing me out of the blue, guess you can see why my hair is so bright. Well, not like I care…most time.
See, my father was friends of this…one guy. Can't remember his name, but hey, he meet my dad before I was born. Plus, you're wondering where the heck I am? Well, my father promised this one guy to come to this village, and that would be out at sea.
And it takes twelve days to get there. Lovely. Well, am not much a fan of the sea, I dream about flying. And you think it crazy for me to think like that. To be honest, yes, it's normal for artist like me to think crazy. Why you may ask? Knowing is part of the battlefield. Anyway, this story may be the strangest friendship, romance or no plot to my story. But hey, this is all true.
This is my first How To Train Your Dragon story. I hope you like it. No negativity stuff, only helpful ones.
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