Epilogue:
What would YOU do if you were a Viking, risking your life every day so that you can try to bring less chaos to an I've-Always-Been-Chaotic-And-Always-Will-Be type of world? What would YOU do if you had dragons slumbering in every corner of the island you lived in, some peaceful, but most ready to take the life of anything that comes into their view. Some are as small as the nail on your big toe and some seem to take up one third of the ocean with their immensity.
My name is Eclipse. The Island of Berk is where I take refuge and where I call home, and I'm SOMEWHAT proud of it. What I mean by somewhat is that I'm SOMEWHAT proud of the people who live in it, though sometimes they can be a bit demanding and ignorant at times. They don't think before they act, and they act idiotically.
We're the Hooligan Tribe; we evidently never, EVER, under ALL CIRCUMSTANCES, regret the way we act, even if we for SOME ODD REASON realize what we did WAS idiotic.
I think you get the point now.
Berk itself has terrible weather, and it is always either too cold or two hot. Danger is around every corner; adventure, whether I want it or not. Sometimes a little questing is fun, a few scratches or cool scars that prove that you're one of the best, but there are some days I wished for a little bit of NORMAL in the world.
I'm going to write this book as if it was someone else telling the story; and you now can imagine that you are the fourteen-year-old daughter of the Chief of the Hooligan Tribe, instead of me. You've had a lot of adventures, but none like the one you're about experience...