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WIP Dragon by ~Wolfdog-67
Two Worlds 09Chapter 9: Morning mysteriesTwo Worlds 09 by ~Wolfdog-67
Adryk stretched as he began to stir under the blankets, hands instinctively coming up to rub his eyes attempting to rid himself of the night's lingering spell. Rising up he swung his feet over the edge of the bed allowing them to rest on the wooden floor.
Hunching forward the teen cupped his face in his hands icy blue eyes peeking over his fingertips. Lazily they wandered about his half of the shared room tracing along the walls to the heavy canvas tarp which spanned acrossed the width of the room. So far it had served as a more than adequate barrier between Hiccup's side and his own.
The two teens had been sha
Two Worlds 08Chapter 8: First day on the jobTwo Worlds 08 by ~Wolfdog-67
A rooster crowed in the distance.
As per the usual routine, Stoick was the first to wake. Sitting up he paused for a moment, though he should be used to it after all these years he could but wish for something rather unpleasant to happen to that particular fowl that roused him.
Climbing from his bed he stood. Raising his arms above his head he stretched out his limbs soothing any kinks that had been accumulated in his muscles. The feeling of joints popping was quickly followed by the feeling of relief as they reset themselves. Done with his stretches Stoick moved to the wardrobe where he gathered
Two Worlds 07Chapter 7: A dream or nightmare?Two Worlds 07 by ~Wolfdog-67
It was one of the most curious sensations that possessed Adryk now. The feeling of totally and utterly weightless as his body seemed to hang in the air like the astronauts in space. The teen's head swiveled around frantically as he searched for anything even remotely recognizable growing more concerned with each passing second.
Nothing.
There was nothing, nothing but a boundless white which looked to stretch outward for an unknowable distance in all directions.
"What's happening?" Adryk spoke voice thick with anxiety "Where am I?"
The white backdrop was so pure it was nearly blinding to look at forcing A
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