第四章：小嗝嗝的一个不太聪明的计划(6)

‘Oh shiver my t-t-talons!’ wept poor Toothless, so terrified he fell off Hiccup’s shoulder and into 
the sea Hiccup was crouching in. ‘Look!’ He pointed a wing at all the dragon corpses lying in the sea around them. ‘The Dragon F-f-furious has been trying to get in every night! How are you going to get in if even he hasn’t managed it!’
At one end of the bay was the gigantic prison that formed the only entrance to the great walled hunting-grounds of the Amber Slavelands. The walls that encircled the Amber Slavelands were not, perhaps, as long as the Great Wall of China, but they were certainly much higher, and a similarly miraculous construction of the Ancient World. In front of the prison, the tide was slowly sinking and gradually revealing the grotesque and pathetic shapes of thousands of dead dragons. Ancient dragon skeletons jutted from the waters of the bay like airy melancholy cathedrals, with seagulls shrieking through the long-dead ribcages.