Hello there I am back with another one shot. I do hope you all will enjoy it.
I have seen very few stories with Valhallarama in them.
Disclaimer: I do not own HTTYD or this song!
Berk was never known for its good weather. In a good year is would snow nine months and sleet and rain for the other three. But the storm that raged outside was worse that usual. Rain pounded against the glass of the windows and the wind gave unsettling howls as it tore through the town.
On a hill at the edge of the village stood the home of the village chief; a young babe lay gently in a hollow log crib. It came as no surprise when the infant began to cry, the flash of lightning and harsh weather disturbing its once peaceful slumber.
It was only a few moments before the quiet, yet rushed, sound of footfall filled the small house. Lightning flashed and the face of the legendary Valhallarama appeared in the darkness. The woman made her way to the side of the crib, gently grasping the fragile child within.
"There there, Hiccup. I am here.., mother is here." Val cooed while gently rocking her son. Yet no matter what the new mother tried the child refused to settle. After all was exausted she tried something that her mother had taught her. She cleared her throat and began to hum, the humming turned to a slight mumble; which then turned to a soft lullaby.
little child, be not afraid
though rain pounds harshly against the glass
like an unwanted stranger, there is no danger
I am here tonight
little child, be not afraid
though thunder explodes and lightning flash
illuminates your tear-stained face
I am here tonight
and someday you'll know
that nature is so
the same rain that draws you near me...
falls on rivers and land
on forests and sand
makes the beautiful world that you'll see
in the morning
The soothing sound of his mothers voice began to make its way into the boys ear. Yet still he fidgeted and squirmed, occasional cries escaping from his tiny throat. Not deterred at all Val continued her song, now beginning to dance slowly around the room.
little child, be not afraid
though storm clouds mask your beloved moon
and its candlelight beams, still keep pleasant dreams
I am here tonight
little child, be not afraid
though wind makes creatures of our trees
and their branches to hands, they're not real, understand
and I am here tonight
for you know, once even I was a
little child, and I was afraid
but a gentle someone always came
to dry all my tears, trade sweet sleep for fears
and to give a kiss goodnight
well now I am grown
and these years have shown
that rain's a part of how life goes
but it's dark and it's late
so I'll hold you and wait
'til your frightened eyes do close
and I hope that you'll know...
that nature is so
the same rain that draws you near me
falls on rivers and land
on forests and sand
makes the beautiful world that you'll see
in the morning
everything's fine in the morning...
the rain'll be gone in the morning...
I'll still be here in the morning
Valhallarama looked down at the infant in her arms. He was now soundly sleeping, his body lax in her hands. She smiled and lay the boy back into his crib being sure to pull the furs up and cover his small body. With the gentleness only a mother could have she kissed the forehead of the tiny bundle and turned to leave.
Before she left the room she muttered one final thing.
"Sleep well my little one. I will be here in the morning."
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