第二十五章：我不觉得我死了...(10)

The tide had come in completely. They had walked even further than Hiccup thought – a mile, maybe more – into the open ocean. To the west Hiccup could see a little smudgy grey outline that must be land, the land of the island of Swallow. ‘I’m never going to make it…’ gasped Fishlegs. He was already turning blue again. ‘You will make it,’ said Hiccup between
chattering teeth. ‘Swim!’ And he began to swim himself, towards that smudgy grey outline on the very distant horizon. ‘Swim! Swim! Swim! You must make it…’ But the vast echoing sea was so large, and they were so small, and the distant land mass was so very, very far away…