You can tell me

by zephyrnous

Astrid sat separate from the group. She sat on a log next to Stormfly, patting her dragon while she held her head in her other hand. She looked dejected. Toothless seemed to see it too, as he purred sympathetically. "I know, bud. She doesn't look herself." - A Hiccstrid story. DISCONTINUED

6. Holy shit I'm still alive

Hello again all!

I know it's been a long time. a VERY long time.

I wanted to say thank you for all your kind words about this story from way back when. Revisiting the reviews section for this story was a very uplifting experience.

So this story has been on hold for ages. Again, I apologise for that. However, this is mainly due to my sudden interest to create my own original story. Bearing in mind that this idea has been in my mind for many years and has gone through many iterations, I still have yet to have a complete timeline. Therefore, if you wish to see more of my work, I'd appreciate the visit over at ! Under the same username! As soon as I am able, I will be posting a short introductory prologue for this story.

Thank you all again for your support, reading your reviews for a story I wrote 5 years ago gave me new motivation to keep going!

As for this story, who knows? Perhaps I'll suddenly gain inspiration to write more of it. I can't make any promises though!