How to train your dragon by by Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III; translated from the Old Norse by Cressida Cowell Page A
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The trail up to the Highest Point was littered with scallop shells and dolphins' bones thrown up by the gigantic storm. Along the way they even passed the wreck of one of Stoick's favorite ships, the Pure Adventure, lost at sea seven years before, and now perched crazily on a rock three quarters of the way up the biggest hill on Berk.
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Once you were right at the top it was possible to see most of Berk's coastline and the sea encircling you on all sides. Right at the other end of the island, a Dragon entirely filled up Unlandable Cove and spilled over the sides.
He was resting his vast, wicked chin on the cliff as a pillow. Great plumes of violet smoke were belching out of his snoring nostrils.
He was another Seadragonus Giganticus Max-imus, this time a glorious deep purple in color and, if anything, slightly larger than the one at Long Beach.
"The Purple Death, I presume," whispered Hiccup, shakily. "This is just what we need. Are you sure there aren't any more?"
Thuggory laughed, slightly hysterically. "I think it's just the two nightmare killing machines. Two not enough for you?"
Back at the Highest Point, Hiccup outlined his Plan of Action.
It was Fiendishly Clever -- if a bit desperate.
"We aren't big enough to fight these dragons," said Hiccup, "but they can fight EACH OTHER. We have to get them really angry at one another. We
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Hooligans will concentrate on the Green Death and you Meatheads will deal with the Purple Death.
"The one thing we will need is our own dragons, who seem to have disappeared," said Hiccup, "so we'd better start calling for them."
They started calling for their dragons, as loudly as they dared, and then louder still as there was no response.
The twenty dragons that belonged to the Novices were not, in fact, very far away at all. They had made up after the dragon fight and were now hiding in a piece of boggy bracken about a hundred yards or so away from where the boys were standing on the Highest Point. They were crouching like giant cats in the ferns, wicked eyes gleaming.
They were now so exactly the shade of a clump of bracken that they seemed to have melted entirely into the bog. If you had been
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a rabbit or a deer you would not have noticed them until you felt the talons on your back and the hot fire on your neck.
They had been following the boys for a while.
"So," whispered Fireworm, her tongue flickering menacingly. "What do we ho now then? Tie power is shifting on this island. Tie Masters will not be Masters for much longer. They are trapped, like lobsters in a pot. We are not. We can fly. whenever we want. Do we obey or do we desert?"
Dragons are not the sort of creatures to back a loser.
"Whatever we ho," grumbled Brightclaw, "let's ho it QOICKLY, m y; wings are freezing up?."
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"We could kill the boys now take them as an offering to tie New Master," suggested Seaslug, with a grunt of greedy pleasure.
"What, that great green. Devil on the beach?" said Horrorcow placidly. "I don't like the look of him, myself. He has too big an appetite. We might find. ourselves as the next offering."
"We fly, then," said Brightclaw, and the others murmured their agreement.
"S-s-siience," hissed Fireworm. "These islands are perilous," she sneered. "We might fly from one danger straight into tie mouth of another. I say we obey, until we are sure that they have lost. When that time comes I will give the signal for us to desert."
And so, as if from nowhere, Fireworm and Seaslug, Horrorcow and Killer, Brightclaw and Alligatiger and all the other dragons flew out of their hiding place and came circling slowly up to the Highest Point, landing on each boy's outstretched arm.
Last of all came Toothless, complaining horribly.
"Dragons . ..," said Hiccup.
And he explained the Fiendishly Clever Plan.
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Chapter4 THE FIENDISHLY CLEVER PLAN
The dragons protested a bit, but the boys yelled them into line.
All except for Toothless,
The trail up to the Highest Point was littered with scallop shells and dolphins' bones thrown up by the gigantic storm. Along the way they even passed the wreck of one of Stoick's favorite ships, the Pure Adventure, lost at sea seven years before, and now perched crazily on a rock three quarters of the way up the biggest hill on Berk.
162
Once you were right at the top it was possible to see most of Berk's coastline and the sea encircling you on all sides. Right at the other end of the island, a Dragon entirely filled up Unlandable Cove and spilled over the sides.
He was resting his vast, wicked chin on the cliff as a pillow. Great plumes of violet smoke were belching out of his snoring nostrils.
He was another Seadragonus Giganticus Max-imus, this time a glorious deep purple in color and, if anything, slightly larger than the one at Long Beach.
"The Purple Death, I presume," whispered Hiccup, shakily. "This is just what we need. Are you sure there aren't any more?"
Thuggory laughed, slightly hysterically. "I think it's just the two nightmare killing machines. Two not enough for you?"
Back at the Highest Point, Hiccup outlined his Plan of Action.
It was Fiendishly Clever -- if a bit desperate.
"We aren't big enough to fight these dragons," said Hiccup, "but they can fight EACH OTHER. We have to get them really angry at one another. We
163
Hooligans will concentrate on the Green Death and you Meatheads will deal with the Purple Death.
"The one thing we will need is our own dragons, who seem to have disappeared," said Hiccup, "so we'd better start calling for them."
They started calling for their dragons, as loudly as they dared, and then louder still as there was no response.
The twenty dragons that belonged to the Novices were not, in fact, very far away at all. They had made up after the dragon fight and were now hiding in a piece of boggy bracken about a hundred yards or so away from where the boys were standing on the Highest Point. They were crouching like giant cats in the ferns, wicked eyes gleaming.
They were now so exactly the shade of a clump of bracken that they seemed to have melted entirely into the bog. If you had been
164
a rabbit or a deer you would not have noticed them until you felt the talons on your back and the hot fire on your neck.
They had been following the boys for a while.
"So," whispered Fireworm, her tongue flickering menacingly. "What do we ho now then? Tie power is shifting on this island. Tie Masters will not be Masters for much longer. They are trapped, like lobsters in a pot. We are not. We can fly. whenever we want. Do we obey or do we desert?"
Dragons are not the sort of creatures to back a loser.
"Whatever we ho," grumbled Brightclaw, "let's ho it QOICKLY, m y; wings are freezing up?."
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"We could kill the boys now take them as an offering to tie New Master," suggested Seaslug, with a grunt of greedy pleasure.
"What, that great green. Devil on the beach?" said Horrorcow placidly. "I don't like the look of him, myself. He has too big an appetite. We might find. ourselves as the next offering."
"We fly, then," said Brightclaw, and the others murmured their agreement.
"S-s-siience," hissed Fireworm. "These islands are perilous," she sneered. "We might fly from one danger straight into tie mouth of another. I say we obey, until we are sure that they have lost. When that time comes I will give the signal for us to desert."
And so, as if from nowhere, Fireworm and Seaslug, Horrorcow and Killer, Brightclaw and Alligatiger and all the other dragons flew out of their hiding place and came circling slowly up to the Highest Point, landing on each boy's outstretched arm.
Last of all came Toothless, complaining horribly.
"Dragons . ..," said Hiccup.
And he explained the Fiendishly Clever Plan.
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Chapter4 THE FIENDISHLY CLEVER PLAN
The dragons protested a bit, but the boys yelled them into line.
All except for Toothless,
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