12-第五章:前往明日岛(9)
’ The Hogfly did not look worried. He was practising flying upside down. ‘All we have to do is get to this Tomorrow place. I’m sure the Dragon Rebellion dragons won’t be able to follow us there…’ But which island was Tomorrow? Maybe it was the big island just to the south of the Murderous Mountains, the only island in sight not covered in dragons. ‘Is that the island of Tomorrow, Hogfly?’ asked Hiccup, pointing. ‘Ooh, are we playing a guessing game now?’ asked the Hogfly, eagerly turning the right way up, and
frowning in a puzzled way at the outline of the island. ‘It’s a tricky one… I give up! Is it a pancake? Is it a teacup? Is it your grandmother’s hat?’ ‘Oh brother,’ said Hiccup. He staggered on, up the sand dune behind the beach. From the top, he could see the rolling ocean to the west, and another larger island to the north, flatter than this one, in the shape of the top of a question mark. He could also see the whole of the tiny island of Hero’s End laid out in front of him. And it was extraordinary. The entire island was covered in shipwrecks. Not just one shipwreck, but the wrecks of thirty or forty Viking ships, strewn out over the blasted landscape in front of him. For when the dreadful gales of the Winter Wind of Woden blew unfortunate ships through Hero’s Gap, those that weren’t blown out into the cold Atlantic ended here, on the little isle of Hero’s End. ‘Maybe there’s something we can use as a boat, something that isn’t completely wrecked!’ shouted Hiccup to the Hogfly with rising hope, and he stumbled unsteadily towards the broken ships, as the wind tried its best to pluck him out of the marsh and send him bowling over into the sea.
frowning in a puzzled way at the outline of the island. ‘It’s a tricky one… I give up! Is it a pancake? Is it a teacup? Is it your grandmother’s hat?’ ‘Oh brother,’ said Hiccup. He staggered on, up the sand dune behind the beach. From the top, he could see the rolling ocean to the west, and another larger island to the north, flatter than this one, in the shape of the top of a question mark. He could also see the whole of the tiny island of Hero’s End laid out in front of him. And it was extraordinary. The entire island was covered in shipwrecks. Not just one shipwreck, but the wrecks of thirty or forty Viking ships, strewn out over the blasted landscape in front of him. For when the dreadful gales of the Winter Wind of Woden blew unfortunate ships through Hero’s Gap, those that weren’t blown out into the cold Atlantic ended here, on the little isle of Hero’s End. ‘Maybe there’s something we can use as a boat, something that isn’t completely wrecked!’ shouted Hiccup to the Hogfly with rising hope, and he stumbled unsteadily towards the broken ships, as the wind tried its best to pluck him out of the marsh and send him bowling over into the sea.