WishingLamp

The Great Hall, once a place of merriment and socialism, was now empty and lonely-looking. There was no talking filling the gaps of silence, there were no Vikings around to create the melody of shuffling feet, and there were absolutely no interesting conversations floating around. The tables and benches were bare as the trees that they had first come from, for nobody was inside to fill the quarters. The only people in the vast Hall was the ragtag group of teenagers, and even they didn't do such a good job of creating a distracting conversation. Fishlegs was sitting near the end of their table, anxiously waving his hands in wide gestures as h

Nobody spoke for the rest of the walk. Whether or not they were aware of Astrid's silent challenge that Hiccup had noticed himself, they didn't give any sign. Instead, they allowed the thick mesh of sadness, loss, guilt, and awkwardness to create a firm wall in between them. The only contact that was in the group was silent, Toothless and Mistyeyes walking a little ways ahead, their steps taking them so that they were close enough to brush scales. But even still, they didn't meet eye contact, or offer up any more words of encouragement. It was clear by the sickened look that had overcome Hiccup's face that he wasn't in the mood for anything o

The clearing was dead silent, Shadowclaw's words hanging over into the air like a dead weight. Nightflight was shaking from head to toe, disbelief, guilt, and horror written all over her features as she staggered backwards. Mistyeyes stiffened at the sight of the Night Fury, ears perking as she dashed forward. Right as the black female was looking ready to keel over, the other went to her side, leaning over quickly and acting as a crutch for her. Pressing her shoulder tightly to Nightflight's own, Mistyeyes winced with the effort, muscles aching already as she supported the winded dragon. "Nightflight, calm down." She soothed through clenched

The day was gloomy and dreary, the clouds overhead obscuring the sun so much that it was nearly nonexistent. Berk was shrouded in tension, per the norm ever since word first spread about Hiccup and Astrid's disappearance. While the island was more than busy with battle-preparations and rebuilding, there was a certain degree of silence around. Filling conversation didn't travel through the adults to help pass the time, the only words spoken were solely to help with work and labor. The only real thing that friends and village mates managed was to throw each other looks of unease or apprehension. Even children had the certain air of silence even

The rain drummed noisily against the ground, turning the once-dry and humid dirt into a slosh of mud and grime that clung to you as you walked. The wet earth was seeping into Toothless's toes, splashing over his feet and dying them a dark brown color instead of his normal black. He tried not to fidget too much, not wanting any more of the sticky gloop to latch onto him any more than it already had. The shelter he had taken underneath a nearby tree did barely anything to slow down the downpour that was raging around them. The oncoming rain had proved itself to be much more of a problem than they had first thought it would be. Of course, that

The question came accompanied with a small yawn. Sophie stood off to the side, rubbing her eyes with a bleary-looking expression. Jack was sitting on one of the tables in the grand kitchen, watching the two kids with just-as-worn features. The pair had busied themselves with decorating large cookies with sprinkles and other assortments of candy that the Yetis had been sweet enough to bring out. While the two had gotten up rather early, they had been going strong the a much longer time than Jack had thought. Of course, they were also eating a bunch of cookies as soon as they were finished making them 'pretty.' But it looked like they were star

Mistyeyes paced swiftly beside Nightflight, ears perked attentively as she sniffed at the wind. It blew over the ocean, carrying with it the tang of salt. It made the air heavy with a certain amount of humidity, and Mistyeyes wondered silently whether or not it was going to rain again. She looked up at the sky, blue eyes flashing as she eyed the dark masses that were shrouding above. Rain wouldn’t make their journey any easier; Thor knew that they could do with some luck right about now. “You think it’ll rain?” She asked, turning over to Nightflight with an interested look. But immediately, she wanted to snatch back

"You look like someone just put one of Gobber's smelly shoes in front of you." Astrid commented, arms locked into a firm cradle as she clutched Ludi close to her chest. She cocked an eyebrow at the boy standing beside her as she said the words, a ghost of a smile playing on the edges of her lips. Hiccup's deep scowl melted at the statement, the Viking giving out a frustrated sigh as he turned to face the blonde. The two were standing at the head of the Night Furies, having attempted to take role about five times. But they always broke off, unable to really take in everyone. Because…well…they didn't know everyone yet. A few minut

It was slow going, walking down these tunnels. She could have quickened her pace, she could have even broken into a brisk run at this point. After all, it didn't matter she couldn't see farther than her own nose; she knew these caverns like the back of her claw. She didn't need to think in order to weave through the long passageways. She merely let her feet guide her accordingly, nose wriggling fussily as she sniffed the air a little wearily. While she knew the tunnels themselves, she didn't know who was still inside of them. And considering that she had gotten a ways away from the others, she figured she might as well consider herself to be

Night came upon the island like it always did; it came accompanied with dark masses of clouds, and a wet kind of feeling to linger in the air. Overhead, the blackness edging across the skies hid away the moon and the stars, almost adding a kind of exaggeration to the night. The overcast promised either a hard rain, or a mushy snow. Either way, the weather was like it always was, and always had been. Since the bad weather was starting to make its first appearances, the village was empty. People were staying holed up in their homes, being wise as they stayed inside. But a few people were outside, braving the weather unlike all the others as th