Dreams are something you think about.

Goals are something you make happen.

Stoick waited for Finn to wake up.

Because when he woke up, their parents wouldn't suspect a thing. Stoick needed to go to the forge and finish the dragon eye key. The dragon eye and its key, that laid in the bag under his bed. He needed to finish it, so they would know what secrets it held.

Stoick was curious of what they would found out by the dragon eye. New dragons? New places? Or maybe it just held secrets of old dragon riders or dragon hunters? The dragon eye could just as well hold secrets recipes and it would be interesting. What if it held recipes of medicines? Cures they needed to know or sickness they could avoid?

Finn needed to wake up.

Maybe if he just woke him up?

Ha! It would be like waking up a dragon.

"I think the world wasn't made for humans, nor dragons. But who is it made for then? The animals? Aren't dragons animals? Sometimes it seems like humans are animals too. Why make a world that no one is made for? Why are the gods even here if we wreak havoc everywhere and at everything and on everyone around us? Why aren't the gods stopping us before we burn this world to the ground or make the water pour over our heads? We'll suffer. All of us and what do we do to stop it? War. It seems like war is the answer when in reality, it make the world suffer more. The humans suffer more. Humans don't deserve dragons. It's almost like humans don't deserve humans. I don't deserve to be rescued by you, but still you did it. Why?"

Magnhild looked at the light blue eyes, waiting for an answer. But the white night fury just tilted her head and cooed.

Magnhild open her green eyes and saw the outline of the cracks in the wooden wall before her. She turned and faced the room instead. Vylma was still asleep in the bed on the other side of the room and she could see the first sunbeams through the cracks of the shutters.

She hadn't have much sleep. But at least she had fallen asleep as soon she laid her head on the pillow and it felt like she had that weird dream as soon she fell asleep and now the dream is done and she woke up. But in reality, it had been at least three hours since she fell asleep.

She groaned and turned and laid on her back.

That dream. What had she said in it? War? Animals? Something about the gods? She couldn't remember. Every word faded away by the seconds, but the night fury. The white night fury (or white fury?) and it's light blue eyes was stuck in her head. Where did her mind get that from? Why did she dream about a white night fury? Why even a night fury? She had never heard of a white night fury nor another night fury that wasn't Toothless.

Magnhild shook her head and told herself it was just a dream. A dream that she didn't need to worry about, because dreams don't come true. Especially dreams of finding a white night fury.

Thora stood by the hatch door behind the pillar in the back of the great hall. She knew Finn was down there. He always was as soon the sun was up and she saw him walking into the great hall a few minutes ago. Being in that room all alone with Lyrke and just reading all day.

More and more people got to know about this "secret" room as the months went on, but no one goes down if they don't want to talk to Finn that is. And right now, Thora felt like talking to him.

She took a deep breath and open the hatch door and looked down at the half lit room and the ladder. Well, time to climb down.

"Thora?" Finn asked surprised and looked up from the book he was reading by the desk with Lyrke behind him, who also looked at her.

Maybe this was a mistake, Thora thought and almost climbed back up.

"Is there something you want? Or?" Finn asked and laid the book down before him on the desk.

Thora squeezed her eyes close before open them and faced him.

"Yeah, I was just… wondering if you have time to talk?" she asked.

Finn smiled at her. "Pull the rope that's hanging beside you so the hatch closes." he said and gestured to the rope to Thora's left, beside the ladder. She pulled and the hatch was close.

"What is it and why have you come to me of all the people of Berk?" he wondered.

Thora walked to the desk and sat down in the chair that stood on the other side of the desk so they sat face to face with desk between them.

"I don't really know," she began. "It's just that, everytime I think of a person to talk to you somehow is the first person that pops in my head and I kinda hate it."

Finn eyes became wide and he looked even more confused. "Wait- you hate-" he stopped himself and to the wide eyes and confusing off his face. "Anyway, what do you want to talk about?"

Thora sat in silence for a while and just looked down at her hands before she told him almost everything.

"I feel trapped. Or isolated or whatever word you want to use for it. I don't know where I should be or who I should be. My family is just a mess and they don't help me at all." Thoa quickly said and didn't look at him at all.

Finn went silence and just looked at her.

"Why don't you talk to your parents?" Finn wondered. "Why me?"

"They wouldn't understand and you seems like a good listener." she simply said.

"Thank you I suppose, but you should talk to your mother or father or even your brother about this stuff. They are the ones who need to listen and see what you go through and they need to help you. What can I do?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Thora yelled out in frustration and flew her hands up in the air. "I don't know why you of all people but somehow it is you. I don't want to tell my mother about all of this because I then I feel like I disappoint her for not being a perfect daughter she wants me to be. My dad would maybe try but he would worry to much and make my life more isolated. My brother. Brant wouldn't care. Or I think he wouldn't. You are somehow the only person on this island I can talk to and feel like I disappoint or feel like an idiot."

"Thora-"

"Don't!" she snapped. "This was a mistake." she stood up and started to walk towards the ladder to climb up and get the hell out of here.

Finn pushed the chair from him to stand up. "Wait, Thora!" he walked to her and took her arm. "Wait."

The hatch door open and Frida's head was seen. "Guys, meeting." was all she said before shutting the hatch after her.

Thora and Finn looked at each other and Finn wanted to say something to her, but he didn't have a chance before she yanked her arm free and climbed the ladder to get to the meeting.

Finn was left alone with Lyrke. Confused of what just happen.