12-第十章：谁才是王？(12)
All these kind, unfamiliar faces cheering him, delighted to see
him, proud of him. How could this be possible? Drooping and shivering on the Druid Guardian’s shoulder, Toothless blinked at Hiccup, as if he were a vision from a dream. And then he gave a squeal of excitement, and…‘ H-h-hiccup! M-m-master!’ he squeaked and he cartwheeled through the air, throwing himself at Hiccup with such eagerness that he nearly knocked him over again, and licking his face lovingly all over so that Hiccup could barely breathe. ‘You’re A-A-ALIVE!’ And Toothless jumped up and down on Hiccup’s already thumping and aching head, shouting: ‘He’s alive! He’s a-a-alive! He’s alive! HE’S ALIVE! HE’S ALIVE! HE’S ALIVE!’ The Vikings cheered until their throats were hoarse at this extraordinary, delightful, incredible twist of Fate. The Hiccup boy was alive! Even the Alvinsmen stretched out to feel the boy’s fingers, his arms, his chest, to check he was warm and breathing. How could this be? They had all seen with their very own eyes the boy fall from the back of the Windwalker into the sea with an arrow in his chest. Very-Vicious the Visithug had his own little surprise. Like many tough men, he had a soft spot, and in his case the soft spot was a dear little
him, proud of him. How could this be possible? Drooping and shivering on the Druid Guardian’s shoulder, Toothless blinked at Hiccup, as if he were a vision from a dream. And then he gave a squeal of excitement, and…‘ H-h-hiccup! M-m-master!’ he squeaked and he cartwheeled through the air, throwing himself at Hiccup with such eagerness that he nearly knocked him over again, and licking his face lovingly all over so that Hiccup could barely breathe. ‘You’re A-A-ALIVE!’ And Toothless jumped up and down on Hiccup’s already thumping and aching head, shouting: ‘He’s alive! He’s a-a-alive! He’s alive! HE’S ALIVE! HE’S ALIVE! HE’S ALIVE!’ The Vikings cheered until their throats were hoarse at this extraordinary, delightful, incredible twist of Fate. The Hiccup boy was alive! Even the Alvinsmen stretched out to feel the boy’s fingers, his arms, his chest, to check he was warm and breathing. How could this be? They had all seen with their very own eyes the boy fall from the back of the Windwalker into the sea with an arrow in his chest. Very-Vicious the Visithug had his own little surprise. Like many tough men, he had a soft spot, and in his case the soft spot was a dear little
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