It was Snoggletog. It was supposed to be the start of a brand new year. It was supposed to be another breeding season.
They left a few at a time. Two or three of them in a flock, flying north. Then the numbers grew. Dozens of these beasts left each day. The vikings weren't worried. Oh no, this was normal. Every year, their dragons would leave like this and go breed.
But this year was different.
This year, and for this year only, the unwelcome were gone. This year, they defeated all the problems the Gods threw at them. This year, these vikings won. This year was the year of success and celebration.
One thing no one noticed though, was that, the dragons were almost reluctant to leave. By the end of the month, only the companions of the original dragon riders were left.
The dragon riders noticed the change in their dragons' attitudes. No longer were they happy and caring, or mischievous and sneaky. They were upset and kept screaming at the skies. They simply left one night. It seemed as though they just disappeared. Except for one particular dragon.
The dragon who lost his tailfin. The alpha of them all turned around to see the viking chief put an automatic tail fin on. He watched carefully as the boy turned man held back his tears. He watched as his best friend told him to leave. He smiled his gummy smile and let out a roar, one that would echo in the ears of the boy forever, one that told his friend that they will be back, and left. He never looked back once.
The vikings partied through Snoggletog and danced and drank and danced some more, all awaiting the return of their companions.
But as the days stretched longer and the dragons never returned, the vikings realized that the dragons weren't coming back. The dragons have left. The dragons were gone. No one knew why they left or where they went, except one boy. Except he was no longer a boy. He was a wise old man.
And he knew that the dragons' mission was complete. To be the peacekeepers in the Viking times, or else the humans would eventually become extinct.
But he was hopeful, hopeful for the day the dragons' return.
For he knew, that the beasts were preparing for a much bigger task.
One that would take both human and dragon to overcome.
Thanks for reading guys! One of my first fics that I've ever written, so constructive criticism please. Was it good enough? Did it make you guys want to burn your laptop? xD No flames please!
(I also need help with sentence structure in some places.)
