Disclaimer: Trust me, if I had come up with How To Train Your Dragon, it wouldn't be the amazing movie that it is. And if I'd written the books, they'd be different (no unnecessary body humour, for one). Which serves as a hint that I didn't write those either.


Children, come and gather.
Join us, oh hoary heads.
I bring a song from far,
from lands of winter stars.

A tale-bearer am I
and what I say is true
for I travel all 'round
so tales I may expound.

There is a name whispered
amongst the Viking isles:
to speak it is to dread,
to hear, a fear embed.

They say he's tall and great,
a man of strength and might,
devoid of fear, without error:
the dragon conqueror.

His manner's fierce and bold.
His aim is true and keen.
His eye is sharp and clear.
In danger's face he jeers.

A soldier unbeaten,
a warrior unscathed.
A mind intelligent,
his will not swayed or bent.

He subdues the dragons,
masterfully gaining victory
over foes spawned
from the realms below:

By strength, the Gronckle's downed;
by skill, Twin-Heads submit;
by force, the Fiery Monster;
by grace, the dread Nadder.

Wings black as night soar high.
A scream! A blast of light!
Townsfolk flee in terror,
all, but the conqueror.

Ah, but – ! What wonder, this!
For 'tis only a lad
of stature small and weak;
surely not the chief we seek!

But watch: his heart beateth,
but not with rising fear.
Nay, this rhythm is soft,
his steady hand aloft.

His hand is gentle, still;
his stance unwavering;
his eyes so sure and clear;
to dragon drawing near.

Submissive is its stance
and lowered is its guard.
Dragon offers to him
its very life and limb.

What wonderment and shock
issues from this triumph,
for so it seems to be
the conqueror is he!

This lad of stature small
and of demeanour meek
thus has proved himself strong
in ways that seem all wrong.

But of will is his strength;
that skill, of wisdom gained;
his speed so steady, sure;
ungainly grace, but pure.

In truth, he trains dragons,
but if you so insist,
I grant you're right in part:
he conquers dragon hearts.


Author's note: This was inspired by Hiccup's "title" of "dragon conqueror" (along with the theories that he was ten feet tall and all that rot) as uttered by Alvin the Treacherous in Dragons: Riders of Berk. Obviously, rumours had spread and I wondered as to how they could have spread when this popped into my mind. Admittedly, not my best, but this thing has been on the back burner of my mind for a long time...

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