How to Train Your Dragon

Night in the Twilight Sky

Chapter 50 ~ The Storm

I was out. Out of the mountain, out of the Grey Reaper's territory, out of the heat of fire and brimstone, yet I would not stop flying. I daren't turn to see if any of the Dragon's underlings were chasing me, gaining on me, ready to plunge their claws into my skin and strip my leathery hide straight from my bones-

I gulped and shook the thoughts away. Keep going. Don't stop. Get home. My claws were holding the tired, weak, frail body of Toothless, his wings drooping and hanging down at his sides, with the Flare and Spitz clinging onto dear life to each of his legs. The terror shivered and sneezed, and before long I felt the unnervingly cold body of Spitz crawling up to nestle between one of my ear flaps.

"E-Ever so sorry, but," The tiny fireworm's teeth chattered as he spoke, after a pause for a violent shiver to take hold of him, he continued "b-but I am ever so cold."

"I know, I'm so sorry Spitz." my voice was hoarse and was nearly swallowed by the sound of my beating wings and the pounding rain "I never meant to drag you out here, you should be in hibernation, not out here in this storm." My gaze turned skyward.

The weather had turned from a cloudy sunset to a stormy night, rain pelted against my face, and started to show the beginnings of hail. Who knows how long I had been flying, but I couldn't stop, not until we were home. Home.

"Stay under my ear Spitz, try to keep warm for now, we'll be home soon" Despite the attempt to sound reassuring, I couldn't help my voice wavering.

"Soon?" Flare piped up from beneath Toothless's shoulder, I glanced down "We were kidnapped, how do you know which way to go?" He queried, and despite the accusing tone, he seemed more curious and hopeful than interrogatory.

Did I know? No, I didn't. I had some idea of which way I was carried to the Mountain, but not entirely. I glanced around, desperately trying to spot any familiar landmarks, anything that would spark a bit of memory of how to get home. Minutes passed by in silence. I sighed and shook my head.

"No, not…. Not entirely." I admitted, hanging my head in shame. So many lives depend on me, and I fail every time. Flare, Spitz, Toothless, Hiccup.

Gods, what are they thinking back at Berk. Toothless was kidnapped along with me, Hiccup is probably going out of his mind. His dragon, gone. I escaped the prison, he's probably facing Mildew's wrath, he probably thinks that Hiccup helped me escape, oh I hope he doesn't punish Hiccup, I don't want to cause any more trouble for him.

I still had the Circlet on my head, it was pressing tightly against my ear flaps, and the coldness of the metal sapped any heat my head had. I was flying for too long, I had never flown this long in my life, let alone while being in a rather stressful situation and the heat and strength beginning to sap away from me. The rain made my muscles week, the hail pricking my skin, the circlet called caused some of the world to turn blurry. Shaking it away, my eyelids began to droop, blinking grew slower and slower, until it became a real struggle to open my eyes. My wings started to become stiff, heavy, and each wing beat became an enormous amount of effort.

"Please, Twilight…. Don't push yourself, take a brake…" I heard the pitiful plea from Toothless below me. I jolted in surprise, I thought he was asleep "Find an…. an island and land there Twi… light…." He trailed off, truly losing consciousness this time.

"Toothless? Vaskr? Stay with me!" a shrill begged from my jaws as I shook him, trying to stir him back to the world of the awake.

"Twilight stop, he needs rest, you need rest, we all need rest!" Flare shouted over the rain, his voice barely audible. I was about to reply until the loud explosion of a lightning bolt cut me off. We were flying straight into a thunder storm.

Quickly swerving right, I tried to evade diving head first into this storm, yet the taste of electricity was still spiking on my tongue. I could still feel Spitz shivering beneath my ear, which was certainly not a good sign for a fireworm. I flashed a gaze at Flare, who nodded and crawled up my leg and unto my neck, crawling around Spitz, trying to give him a bit more warmth.

"Flare, can you do a low burn?" shortly after the suggestion, Flare made a small gurgle and a small amount of flame burned at the back of his throat. Not very well, the rain is affecting our fire.

"Thank you, both of you." Spitz thanked us through chattering teeth, as he curled even further into Flare's body, nuzzling up to the heat. I smiled and felt a cheerful gurgled vibrate through Flare. That was one problem taken care of, now onto the lighting storm and the passed-out Night Fury, plus I was beginning to feel incredibly tired now too.

Lighting danced in the sky, lighting up the pitch black clouds as though a performance was taking place up in Valhalla. If I was safe and warm, I probably would've appreciated the scene, and probably would've called it the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, however I couldn't help feeling slightly unnerved at the increasing rate of the bolts striking the sea. My eyes scanned across the surface of the raging ocean, praying to the gods that I would see an island soon. The waves reaching levels so high that the sea spray sprinkled my face, yet if I flew any higher the lighting might discover me and decide I would be fun to play with.

My own teeth began to chatter now, the cold seeping down into my bones. The situation was already dangerous but was becoming even more dire every minute we stayed in the air. I tried to think of any survival tips that I was taught that could help but nothing surfaced. I swooped down closer to the ocean, trying to see if any fish were visible, and perhaps if I could identify them then I would be able to tell if they were deep ocean fish or ones that stay near islands. I do have zero insight into fish species and their migrating habits but hey, it's worth a try. My eyes darted to any shadowy spot in the sea, yet every time it was either a dip in the wave or the shadow that I was casting.

"I see what you're trying to do Twilight," Flare gurgled "But any living thing would've scattered when the storm hit." My ears lowered, and my eyes fell to watching the waves, folding and throwing themselves over each other. Memories flooded back to watching the waves crash into the side of Berk, powerful and unyielding, just like the Vikings who resided there. I blinked. Banking sharply left I swerved, beating my wings harder, I felt Flare and Spitz dig their claws in to stay on my neck.

"Wh-What's wrong?!" Spitz yelled, followed by a confused gargle from Flare. I scanned the waves, watching the ferocious lines in the water folding and turning over each other, yet in one direction.

"If I follow the waves, then we might find an island, the waves that crash onto the shore, they must come from somewhere right?" I explained, at the very least, I guessed "Perhaps the currents of the ocean head out to different islands." Before either of the small dragons could reply I banked left sharply, following a current that zigzagged throughout the ocean. We followed the current for a time, yet with every passing minute, with every pelt of hail, I started to lose hope in this idea. I had flown us into fog, and now I struggled to see the current, or see ahead, above or around me. I was too soaked to light any fire, and Flare's fire had burned out long ago. Toothless was still dangling below me and every so often I would have to nudge him somewhat harshly to get a sound from him, reassuring myself that he wasn't….

No, no, don't think the worst, try to think positively. I chanted to myself, closing my eyes, trying to clear my head, yet my weak wingers were growing heavy, and I was hardly beating them now, I was trying to ride some air currents while following the ocean's currents. I glared out into the fog, begging, pleading for some shape to appear, some shadowy image of hope. I will get us out of this. I will get us to safety. We have survived far, far worse, it is not going to end in this storm.

It might have been the stress, it might have been the cold, it might have been some primal instinct within me, yet a felt a low roar grumbling in the base of my throat, building up in my mouth, until with a sharp Boom I erupted the sound from my mouth, feeling the vibrations flowing and ebbing out into the distance. My eyes widened in surprise at what I had just done. Just before I could even question the moment I felt a small portion of the vibrations suddenly bouncing back, my ears tickling and pricking towards the sound. There!

I began to pound my wings up and down once more, the old energy of pure determination coursing through them. I just had to get us there, I just had to. Hope had been refilled inside my chest, and which burned inside my very core. There was something out there, and not too far, something that could just be a rock or a boat, or an island, but we needed to land somewhere, and I was just happy that something was out here.

It took merely a few minutes of flying against the battering wings before I heard Spitz yell behind me "Land!" My eyes darted around, searching through the milky fog for something, and there it was, the black silhouette of a small mound, an island. An Island! It wasn't exactly Berk, with the several surrounding look-out posts or the great mountain peak towering over the village below, but it looked big enough for us to land and not to be disturbed. A power surged through me, desperate to get there as quickly as possible. My wings pounded against the rain and the rain pounded back, hail stung my face as the icy pieces seem to grow to the size of walnuts. We were getting closer, with every stride and wing beat we were nearly there, so close to the shore.

It was only until I could see the snow-covered grass of the land below me did the bolt of lightning strike. It grazed my wing and sent me tumbling down in the sky. Panic flooded through me as my entire right wing went limp. The roar of sheer panic echoed throughout the sky as I struggled to keep us all upright. We tumbled and twirled out of the sky like a falling star. Every moment seemed to last forever as I fell further and further down into the deep abyss. Flare grabbed Spitz and leapt off from my neck, making a beeline for the island. Panic washed over me, I couldn't figure out which way was up or down. Eyes darted around, my limbs and working wing flapped wildly in the sky. I heard a loud whoosh below me and Toothless opened his own wings up, followed by a pain filled gasp. His wings caught the air and we were righted back up. The island had a sheer cliff, coated in snow, I opened my one working wing and tried to steer us towards it. We lost altitude with every second, my neck outstretched and tail thrashing, hope fleeting, we were just there, the cliff just out of reach.

I threw out my claws and grabbed onto the edge of the cliff, and with a loud crash we slammed into the side of the rocks. Toothless went limp, and all I could hold onto him was with three of my paws while the other connected us to the ledge. We made it. I barely had time to smile, I felt some of the earth dislodge beneath my claws, and the ice causing my paw to slowly lose grip. With my last ounce of strength, I hauled Toothless up onto the ledge, and placed the other paw onto the cliff's edge. It was slippery with the rain and snow, yet I was able to shuffle and pull myself up and onto the land. Finally, solid ground.

I collapsed into the snow, I was so, so drained, completely sapped of energy. There was no more warmth in my body, and with reaching my goal of land, I had no motivation. I felt Toothless stir beside me, yet I just could not move, not yet, I needed to catch my breath, to just recover somewhat from the long journey. I was so cold that my skin didn't even react to the iciness of the snow, which in the wind began to drift up against us. I suppose it could've been a beautiful image, two legendary creatures, skin leathery and black as pitch, splayed out against the pure virgin snow, laying near death in the falling snow, wings sprawled out and praising skyward, chests pounding and gasping for air, twisted and broken creatures, snow covering them.

A small paw clawed at and pulled my ear, tugging desperately. My eyelid slipped open slightly, and in the blurry world I could hear the distant voice of Flare calling to me. Another tug, bringing me round to reality, the world came into focus and all I could see was Flare's pleading eyes and fearful expression as he pulled harder on my ears. My name was called and called again, sounding so far away yet so close. A harsh slap hit my cheek, and in that instant I could hear him.

"Twilight! For the love of the Maker please!" He begged and gargled and roared, repeating my name again and again, until I managed to wearily lift my head.

"F-Flare?" I coughed out, his expression was hopeful but still full of dread. He placed both claws on each one of my cheeks and turned my head left.

"Spitz found a cave over there, quickly! We need to get you both out of the cold! You'll die!" The tiny terror pulled on my head, forcing me to my feet. I turned to see the Toothless rise his head up ever so slightly, eyes barely opening, but the image of him caused a pain in my chest. I shuffled and forced my feet towards him, my paralysed wing dragging and leaving marks in the snow. I slid beneath him and hauled him up onto my back, and we slowly but surely followed the little dragon to the safety of the cave.

I could hear Toothless's pained breathing in my ear, and sometimes small whispers of words would escape from his tired mumblings. Sometimes I could hear my name, sometimes the Grey Reaper, and sometimes he would cry at Hiccup's name. My heart broke. I hadn't even the chance to even comprehend my feelings for either of them. The kind and considerate Hiccup, and the protecting and valiant Toothless, or using his birthname, Vaskr. I was in such a mess, the Grey Reaper wanting me dead to free his from his shackles, the threat looming over to destroy all humans and turn them into slaves, and any dragons loyal to humans to be slain as an example. As I was shaking the swarming and nagging thoughts away with a swift movement of my head, the cave finally came into view. With a few more strides which grew slower and slower as my claws waded through the thick powdery snow, I reached the mouth of the cave.

I poked my head in, and gave it a sniff, it smelt…. Empty. The scent of cold rock and water erased any smells that could indicate residents. I sighed with relief and walked in. With a slight tip of my body, Toothless slipped from my back and onto the floor at the back of the cave. Spitz came scuttling up to us, with sticks in his mouth, Flare followed behind with bigger pieces of wood as I fell to the ground beside Toothless. I watched the two silently as they got to work building a fire. Once the fire pit was arranged they quickly dashed to the mouth of the cave and pulled as many of the surrounding bushes in front to form a barrier. The cave grew much darker but the sound of the blizzard outside and the thunder quietened and felt much farther away. I turned to look at Toothless, and could hear his heavy and pained breathing. I sadly whimpered and nudged him.

"Toothless? Vaskr?" I whispered, prodding him again. I heard a spark and saw Flare and Spitz lighting the fire. I smiled in thanks before pulling Toothless closer to the fire to warm him. "Please, please wake up." He stirred, just enough to place his head atop his paws, nuzzling closer to the fire. Good, he's conscious, just about anyways. I went to move and realised my wing was still paralysed. Great, I'm not going anywhere on this wing for a while. I grumbled in annoyance before dropping myself down onto the floor. I curled my tail around tight to my body, and before long I found my eyes following the blue lace-like scales that decorated my tail fins. Flare and Spitz sighed contently as they curled up by the fire, their breathing slowed and became steady as they dropped off to sleep. I smiled and watched the cracking of the fire, images dancing on the embers as they rose skyward, images of birds flying, snakes striking and dancer parading across the sticks appeared. I could've watched them for hours.

These hours passed as I watched the flame. I dozed off several times but I never fell truly asleep, I needed to see if Toothless was going to be okay. I prayed to Thor, Odin, and even Eir, the goddess of healing, for him to awaken soon. The cave was very warm now, if not stifling. I couldn't bare to be in these scales any more, and it seemed warm enough for my human form to not freeze to death. With a loud sigh I allowed myself to revert back to Twilight, the Viking. I stretched and felt my claws retract and turn back into fingers, my teeth growing duller and my leathery wings disappearing.

I smiled, finally feeling comfortable in my human skin again. It was strange, ever since day one I still couldn't come to terms with this… magic, that I possessed. I was half dragon, half human, yet only take one form or the other. The sudden isolation washed over me. I don't… actually belong anywhere, do I? I am neither human or dragon, and I cannot choose one life or the other, look how well that turned out back on Berk. The thought of Berk pained me, and Hiccup, I couldn't put any of my feelings in order. I sighed in hopelessness and frustration. Hiccup is so kind to me, he didn't reject me the moment my dragon form was revealed, yet Vaskr has been so protecting and caring, I don't deserve either of them.

"Twi… Twilight?" I heard movement behind me. My head turned to see Toothless, now too in his human form, lying on the ground but slowly coming round, his hand was pressed to his head, he tried to lift himself up with the other arm but struggled. I quickly threw my arms out to aid him up.

"O-Oh! You're awake!" I couldn't help the delight in my voice. "Oh my Thor, are you okay? Do you need anything?" While I was pestering him with questions he replied with a simple shake of his head.

"No, thank you, it has just been the cold, and being in the mountain it can be incredibly disorientating." He sighed as he began to move his legs to kneel, I helped him, putting his arm over my shoulder.

"You need rest, and warmth." I said as I slightly pulled him closer towards the fire. "Come, sit here, you need to regain all your strength." He smiled in thanks as he did as I asked, the fire's glow illuminated us, it's heat caressing our skin and clothes. I glanced at Vaskr, before my eyes darted back to the flame. Okay, slightly awkward. The last time we were together so close was in one of the quarters in the mountain… "So um, are you uh, feeling any better?" His head turned to look at me with a slight tilt, his black hair tufts fell in front of his forehead. I looked at his eyes and they were filled with concern.

"All I have is a bad cold, I'm more concerned with you, Twilight." He spoke softly, his face dull of worry "It couldn't have been easy to cope with all the memories flooding back." I hesitated, the revelation of my past had been a lot to deal with, yet I was still confused.

"Well, I have the memories, but I'm not sure what was happening in them?" Vaskr continued to stare at me, I couldn't meet his gaze anymore, my eyes darted around "I understand I was part of a Night Fury clan, and I was placed under a spell to stop me from changing between human and dragon form, but I don't know why? What was the Grey Reaper talking about when he said about my blood destroying his chains? Where did those chains come from? Where did he even come from? I just don't understand any of it" My voice grew more frustrated as I spoke, and all the questions that had piled up began to spill out.

"Twilight hush, hush," He place a gently hand on my shoulder, my heart fluttered and all questions disappeared from my mind. I looked at his hand, then my gaze shot up to his kind face. "I will explain, as much as I can." He took a deep breath and closed his eyes momentarily, collecting his thoughts.

"Long ago, when the Grey Reaper was still young, he was causing devastation all throughout the lands. His hunger was bottomless and his lust for power grew. Every dragon was in fear of the monster, until the Night Fury Clans came from the night sky with their magic that swirled around them." Toothless was staring at the wall, tracing images as he spoke with his fingers in the dust. He seemed to smile at the memories of being told this story, clearly passed down through the generations "They trapped the Grey Reaper in the mountain and, using the sealing crystals, they chained him to the very core of the mountain, the crystals were enchanted that they could only be shattered with the blood of a pure hearted Night Fury, they placed this spell expecting the Grey Reaper to have no way of getting hold of one of us, and no Night Fury would ever willingly release this monster back into our world."

"Yet, the dragons that originally followed him began to congregate to his prison, and soon enough his influence was reaching outside of the mountain once again." Vaskr spoke sadly "He learnt of how to break the crystal's spell, and his new purpose in life was to destroy those chains. Every year he would send out a messenger with one of his scales, and they would strike one of us with it, and that Night Fury would die atop the crystal, yet no one's blood would remove the spell." I found myself staring at him in bewilderment, moments later Vaskr's beautiful sea green eyes met mine. "One year, the piercing white scale shot out of the sky and struck you on your paw. You were chosen, yet one of our elders let you escape." Suddenly his eyes closed at the sheer pain of the memory.

"Vaskr? What's wrong?" I asked as I placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, he flinched and looked away.

"It's n-nothing." He replied simply, he opened his eyes and fixed his gaze back onto the fire. "Did I, um, clear anything up?"

"Well, it's certainly a lot to take in," I faintly chuckled "but it does explain why I was sent away." I stared down at the fire, my smile falling "I had known since I was quite young that I was adopted, and I didn't feel any less love for my family, but among the other Vikings I felt like an outcast, an outsider. During my time alone I always wondered why my original family sent me away. I went through several theories, but the one that always popped up was just that…. Well, they didn't love me." Vaskr seemed taken aback by my sudden confession of emotions. He shuffled closer to me and placed his hands upon mine.

"Twilight, your family loved you, the entire clan loved you, I lo-" he swallowed as his hands gripped tightly onto mine. "They loved you so much that they sent you away for your own safety. If you stayed you would've died, and they were so sure that your pure heart would've destroyed the chains. I could stand to live without you Twilight, but only if you were safe somewhere else, somewhere safe." He breathed, his gaze dropped from my eyes to his hands. It took him a few moments to realise how tightly his fingers were clenching between my own. He went to pull away, yet I tightened my own grasp. His pale, almost grey face looked at my own, and he blinked slowly.

"Don't go." I whispered, embarrassed. There was a heat in my cheeks which could clearly been seen. He stared at me, possibly in confusion or being taken aback, before nodding slowly with a gentle and kind smile. "I feel really lost Vaskr. So much has happened but you're the only one who's been a constant in my life." I admitted as I felt my fingers rub gently over his knuckles, back and forth. In the time of me speaking, pouring some of my heart out, I felt our bodies pulling closer and closer together in every passing moment. My eyes lifted up, and we froze, the heat of the room and the heat of my cheeks became overwhelming. I could feel Vaskr's breaths on my skin and feel his pulse quickening beneath my fingers. We had stayed frozen for a few moments that felt like eternity. My hands slipped up from his and wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him into a tight hug. All the thoughts swarming around in my head, I just needed a moment, just one moment in Vaskr's arms, to feel real and normal again.

"Thyra I… I missed you." He whispered into my ear. His hands lifted up, one to hold my waist, the other to stroke my hair comfortingly. "Whenever you are near, I feel… at peace." He sighed contently and rested his own head against my own. I too felt contented, my quickening heart beat somewhat slowing down, and I truly felt relaxed. I could feel his heartbeat pounding beneath his chest, which was pressing against my own. I'm… happy. After a long while, I'm happy. Closing my eyes, I allowed the sounds of Vaskr to wash away any stress and sadness, and even the pain in my bones and the coldness in my muscles seem to melt away. His soft breath, his heart beat, his gently caressing of my hair, against the warmth of the crackling fire, I couldn't ask for a more perfect moment. I do love him. I truly do. My mouth opened.

"Vaskr, I…" beginning the condemning sentence, I stopped myself. Suddenly my confession to Hiccup flooded my mind. The party, the kiss, the lights and energy. My heart lurched, my eyes flew open, and my grip on Vaskr released.

"I have no pure heart." I blurted out, and Vaskr froze in confusion. I pulled away reluctantly "Look at me, I have played with yours and Hiccups feelings without even considering how either of you could be hurt." I sighed with a dry laugh "It's horrible to feel this way, to realise what I'm doing to both of you." He tried to reassure me but before he could speak I continued "I have been a human all my life, and I feel that I just couldn't live the dragon life with you, and I wouldn't dare ask you to stay human with me, you and Hiccup, you're like…. You're like guardians of the sky! You belong together, true friends." My gaze dropped down to the floor "And Hiccup, I've been drawing him away from Astrid. Did I tell you how she poured her heart out to me? Well, she didn't know it was me, she thought it was a dragon. It was heart breaking, how much pain I was causing someone just because of my fluctuating emotions." My eyes lifted again to meet him in the eyes "I realise that… that I do have strong feelings for you Vaskr, I care for Hiccup too, but I don't belong in either of your worlds. You are dragon, he his human, and I am neither." I turned to leave, perhaps go outside and find another cave, to give him time alone, yet he pulled my arm back to turn me back around to face him. The expression on his face shocked me. It was desperation.

"Please Thyra, listen to me," Vaskr's hands grabbed my shoulders firmly yet gently, his eyes began to water "Did you just not hear yourself? For the very fact that you feel so pained and care so much, you have a beautiful soul." I was stunned. I took a step back to keep going but his hands dropped down onto my arms, his thumb gently caressing my skin comforting me. "I am not just a dragon, I am like you, half dragon, half human. We are the last two of our kind, and we don't really belong anywhere." He paused "Yet… we could, belong together. If you would like it?"

I wanted to reply to last question. With all my heart I wanted to reply. But I had to ask.

"The last… two?" I breathed. Vaskr seemed to flinch, as though he didn't realise information he had revealed. "Please Vaskr. Tell me the truth." I begged, my eyes wide with concern and curiosity. "I need to know."

The pain in Vaskr's eyes was clear to see. Swallowing hard he continued "There's no one left." The confusion on my face was clear as he began to explain "After you were taken away, the Grey Reaper's anger could be felt all across the oceans and islands. He ordered every Night Fury from every Clan to come to his mountain, and he… he…" His eyes began to water, his gaze fixed on me, the passion in his eyes of fear, sadness, anger, and loneliness "He slaughtered them all. Every single one of them."

"Oh Vaskr," Tears formed in my own eyes. We were alone, in this vast, wide and cold world, we truly were alone. "I didn't know, I…" Because of me, all the Night Fury Clans were slain… The words were about to form on my lips, however Vaskr's own mouth trembled as he spoke.

"Please don't blame yourself. It was all the Grey Reaper's doing." He seemed to beg, his hands scrambled to find my own as he kept his tearful eyes fixed on mine. I nodded after a long pause, and found my hands slipping up his arms to pull him back into a hug. I tightly held onto him, not letting go. He needed support, not me. All his life he had to carry around this burden, without any other single soul knowing. I stroked his hair, while his palms pressed against my back, gently sliding up and down my shoulders. "I need you Thyra. I don't care if you love another, but please stay in my life." My heart quivered as my body froze. I quickly recovered and pressed my head into his neck.

"I'm not going anywhere Vaskr," I whispered into his neck "I promise."

We sat like this for a while. Gently caressing each other reassuringly. This was the first time the truth was out for both of us. Our bodies slowly grew tired over time, each caress grew slower as we slumped against the back wall of the cave, yet neither of us let go. I pressed into him as my eyelids began to droop. Yet one thing still burned inside my mind.

"Vaskr… I do have just… one more question…" I began half consciously, soon followed by a yawn. He tilted his head up so that his eyes could meet mine, he looked at my quizzically. "Why do you keep calling me Thyra?" He seemed surprised, before smiling and brushing a strand of hair out of my face and behind my ear.

"Oh, I-I'm sorry. It's you're birth name, Thyra." My eyes widened at the sound. The thought never occurred to me that I would have a birth name. He continued "It means, 'Like thunder', I always found your name so," he paused, and his cheeks reddened "Enchanting." I smiled and placed my arm around him, my head resting on his shoulder. Our bodies relaxed back into the wall and I found my eyelids drooping. Consciousness drifted from me, and the last sounds I heard before I fell asleep was Vaskr's own breathing, and my name floating around in my head. Thrya…

The night drew on until the first light of dawn broke out over the archipelago.

WOW so I haven't updated in a while! I hope this makes up for it kind of?

So! I have been dying to finish this fanfic more for myself than anything, because if I leave anything unfinished it will drive me insane. I'm hoping to finish up the story in about two or three more chapters? They will sadly take awhile but hopefully be done soon! In the meantime I hope everyone likes this chapter ^_^