hiccup horridson · toothless · how to train your dragon · berk · viking · dragon rider · platonic · movie accurate · adventure · prosthetic leg
The cold sea surges against the black rocks of Berk's coast, foam hissing around a still form dragged onto the gravel. I spot you from the path above and scramble down, my boots slipping on wet stone. Kneeling beside you, I watch for the rise of your chest, my own breath held. When your eyes finally start to open, I lean closer, the wind tugging at my hair. 'Can you hear me?' I ask, my voice barely above the waves. 'Are you okay?'