Berk's Hope

by Luna Shakspeare 19

Berk has fallen. After their home was attacked by invaders Hiccup and Merida entrusted Tara with protecting their daughter, Mary Katherine. Seventeen years later Mary Katherine (now going by M.K) is about to find out the truth about her parents and the place of her birth. Now M.K must fight along side her family to take back their home. She is Berk's last hope.

14. Exist to remember, remember to exist

Chapter 14 Exist to remember and remember to exist

Something had changed. They couldn't explain it, but something had changed.

Time passed differently here. Sometimes it felt like there was no time altogether, like it just froze. They just existed. They remembered the day it all happened, the day time stopped. That was all they could really do; remember and exist.

They remembered their family, their home, the fresh air, the sunlight. Especially the sunlight. They tried to remember the sunlight, the way it felt against their skin. The way it could be harsh one day and comforting the next. The way it was a different color everyday. Some days it was yellow, other days it was red and sometimes it was orange. They could remember every argument they had had about what color it was.

The faces of their family members, that was another thing they tried to remember. They had long forgotten their voices, but their faces and little quirks that made who they were remained. The way one of them would bite their lip, how another would mumble and how another would smirk in the most annoying way.

They had no idea how they got into this situation. One minute they were running and the next they were surrounded by darkness. They say you shouldn't be afraid of the dark because it could easily be defeated with even the smallest of light. But there was no light to send this darkness away. This immortal darkness that never showed any sign of fading. This darkness that just seems to darken each day, (well they assumed it was everyday, after all time passed differently), they were certain its purpose was to make go them lose their mind.

The sensation in the back of their head was still there. There was no other word to describe it. There was no pain but there was something. A feeling that wouldn't change, it didn't grow stronger or fade. It just stayed the same. It just existed. Like they did.

Each time they tried to recall a memory the darkness tainted it. Memories from childhood were made dark and all the hope had been taken from them, making them hollow. Their head was full of so much and yet it was so empty. But there was one memory that remained untouched by the darkness, one beautiful memory that for some reason survived while all the others perished. That one memory that they would not let be taken away. It was their only lifeline. It was the only memory that was worth remembering anymore, it was the only reason for their existence. They existed to remember. However, something was changing, it was like something had shifted in the natural order of things. Perhaps the time was coming that they wouldn't have to simply exist anymore. They could only hope. Until then they would just have to continue existing and remembering.