NO LOVE
He just couldn't go on... not anymore.
He was close before, but after this... after the loss... How could you continue? Would you continue?
It couldn't be helped. And, to think, he was starting to perk up again. He would smile, laugh, hang out and play with his peers. It was a sign of healing.
But now...
It was another day, another moment breathing. Another moment without him. Without her. What could he have done differently? Nothing, to be honest. But, he asked himself that question anyway. He asked it always.
Toothless was gone.
Astrid was dead.
What else could you do? Those were his life forces. They kept him going after his parents' death. But, what did he have now?
Gobber would be an answer, but a single friend couldn't help. Not him, not anymore.
The abuse from his teen years, the happy life of his young adulthood, the cruel world ripping all of it away so quickly.
What could he have done differently?
Oh, whats the point of telling you this? For as we speak, the man with a metal leg throws a rope over a tree branch, the end tied in a noose.
So, whats the point as he sticks his head into the noose? Why continue? They're gone, dead and gone. Looking down into the cove where his life turned around, he remembered what his life had been like.
He fought since day one, and it still was going to end like this. So, why continue? Hiccup couldn't find the answer.
And he stepped off the rock...
A new tombstone grew from the ground...
~The End~