This fanfiction is dedicated to:
-The DRAGONS
the great, grim sky dragons
and the small, scuttly dragons that hunted down their prey in well-organized packs.
The Sea Dragons who predicted their own doom
and the Rebellion Dragons who made it happen.
The dragon skeletons decorating Darkheart's bay
now sinking into the sand, forgotten
whether they fought for Furious or Alvin or Valhallarama.
-The VIKINGS
the hundreds, if not thousands, of lives lost
for whichever side they fought for
whichever side they believed in
whichever side had their love.
One loved a Hogfly.
Another loved the world of dragons.
And yet another loved her husband
not her first love but her last.
-The WRITER
that amazing, genius writer
who brought Hiccup's dragons into my life
and changed it forever.
Who crushed my heart and killed my soul
but let me still smile through my tears.
-And finally, the FANS
who brought this series to life.
The fans who journeyed to Hysteria with Hiccup,
who shared his pain when he lost the Jewel,
who pumped their fists in the air
when he stepped foot on Tomorrow,
feeling his triumph for him
because he could not feel it himself.
The fans who grew up with Hiccup,
who watched him turn from a boy into a man,
who lived to see him become a true Hero.
In times of darkness, you see the light.
And in Snotlout's death, you keep him alive.