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"Toothless...Toothless..."

He clambered to his feet, still breathing through his pain. Sweat slid down from his brow—he hoped it was sweat—and he could taste blood on his lip. His face throbbed and his nose pulsated in time to his rushing blood. It was probably bleeding, but not broken. His feet shuffled along the ground and he inched forward with his good arm outstretched, trying to make contact with a wall he couldn't see. His right arm. His wrong arm. He had been reaching for his dagger with this left, which was probably why it was damaged from being held at a hard angle upon impact.

"Toothless..." his voice cracked. His throat felt raw, like he inhaled too much dirt. "Toothless…" ……
…….
Hiccup hit the door again, but this one lacked the fervor and desperation he once so strongly projected, creating a hollow sounding thud that mirrored how he felt.

"Please," he moaned, a dry sob following. "Please..."

Toothless wasn't responding. Toothless was nowhere near. Toothless was, for all intents and purposes, dead.

He killed his best friend. Because he was selfish and childish and so caught up in his new freedom that he was wholly unprepared for when reality snuck up on them.

Hitchups: Sacrificed

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I was inspired to spruce up an old and forgotten sketch by a piece *inhonoredglory did. Just the whole thing of injured and captive reminded me of the plethora of unfinished, crappy sketches I have sitting on my old computer.

I don't know what's with me and doodling dark-themed things this month. Weird. Anyway, I tried to follow the descriptions I wrote in terms of injuries; you can't see it well, but his broken arm is limp, next to him, all black and blue and red. Nasty.

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Hiccup © Dreamworks
Hitchups © Me

*Also, I've made it to the Elite Eight, which is the farthest I've ever made it in March Madness and I can bow out happily should things work out like that. I'm currently running against a fantastic artist and wonderful person, and you should all go check out her stuff and vote to your hearts' content .

Description
"Toothless...Toothless..."

He clambered to his feet, still breathing through his pain. Sweat slid down from his brow—he hoped it was sweat—and he could taste blood on his lip. His face throbbed and his nose pulsated in time to his rushing blood. It was probably bleeding, but not broken. His feet shuffled along the ground and he inched forward with his good arm outstretched, trying to make contact with a wall he couldn't see. His right arm. His wrong arm. He had been reaching for his dagger with this left, which was probably why it was damaged from being held at a hard angle upon impact.

"Toothless..." his voice cracked. His throat felt raw, like he inhaled too much dirt. "Toothless…" ……
…….
Hiccup hit the door again, but this one lacked the fervor and desperation he once so strongly projected, creating a hollow sounding thud that mirrored how he felt.

"Please," he moaned, a dry sob following. "Please..."

Toothless wasn't responding. Toothless was nowhere near. Toothless was, for all intents and purposes, dead.

He killed his best friend. Because he was selfish and childish and so caught up in his new freedom that he was wholly unprepared for when reality snuck up on them.

Hitchups: Sacrificed

:bulletgreen

I was inspired to spruce up an old and forgotten sketch by a piece *inhonoredglory did. Just the whole thing of injured and captive reminded me of the plethora of unfinished, crappy sketches I have sitting on my old computer.

I don't know what's with me and doodling dark-themed things this month. Weird. Anyway, I tried to follow the descriptions I wrote in terms of injuries; you can't see it well, but his broken arm is limp, next to him, all black and blue and red. Nasty.

Tumblr

Hiccup © Dreamworks
Hitchups © Me

*Also, I've made it to the Elite Eight, which is the farthest I've ever made it in March Madness and I can bow out happily should things work out like that. I'm currently running against a fantastic artist and wonderful person, and you should all go check out her stuff and vote to your hearts' content .