Note: Just an idea for a story. I'm not sure if I will continue. Read and let me know what you think, maybe I will continue writing it!
Experiences make people who they are. They create an identity for any individual. Ones actions not only affect how other people look at him or her, but how they look at themselves.
Out in the north sea stood a large island. The island was lush with vibrant greens in the summer and was frozen in ice and snow in the winter. This island was the largest in an archipelago. The island ranged from soft sandy beaches to large rocky cliffs. It contained a vast mountain in its center and was covered with vast forests. Along its shores dotted smaller islands and ancient grand arches of stone, thought to have been made by the gods themselves, that jutted out of the sea as if stuck into the ocean.
On the north face of the island lay a village. The inhabitants have endured centuries of hardships which have created a rigid social structure to match. Life on the island was tough and the inhabitants knew it. Their stubbornness, provided by traditions dating back centuries. Now the tide has begins to turn from these ancient traditions as a new age approaches.
A thin boy lay in his bed, in a house that was large compared to most in the village The boy had little muscular build, in fact he was rather scrawny for his age. This boy's name was Hiccup and the village of which he resided in was Berk. After the events of the past few days the boy was surprised at how his reputation has grown for the better. Just a week ago he had been the town fool, since he was prone to various sort of accidents. Now he was not fully accustomed to his new status.
He hated it.
For all his life he has tried to be accepted by his village and his father. Now with it all happening so fast he has become frustrated. Frustrated that it is happening even with all that is going on. It is more of an inconvenience to him.
He lives a lie. A lie to his tribe, but more promptly, a lie to his father.
After his father's miraculous return, the boy now struggles to keep his secret. Learning so much has proven to contradict everything the village knew about the beasts.
The only person he has come to trust is Astrid. She has come to understand that the beasts are not a great threat as everyone thought. Her coming to light on this subject before anyone else proves furthermore to Hiccup that he is right about dragons.
She was warrior. Trained in the ring to fight. To fight the beasts that have terrorized the village for so long.
The dragons have been part of Berk ever since their ancestors arrived on its shore. They may even have been a nuisance before then, but all the boy knew was the truth. The truth that dragons were not inherently evil. In fact he knew the beasts were capable of feelings of compassion and understanding.
As Astrid began to further her understanding of this he felt a sense of hope for the village, a hope that they might overcome their beliefs; however, he is still doubtful. Now he must plan for the future.
The future for himself, the future for his village, and the future for Toothless.
Note: I think I will write some more. Let me know what you think!