12-第十章：谁才是王？(17)
As soon as Toothless said the words, Hiccup remembered. It was as if the words pulled the final string on the knot, and the door to his memories swung open He remembered another time, another place, another Quest when Toothless was his hunting-dragon for the very first time, and had stared into his eyes with that hypnotic gaze of his. Toothless. His very own hunting-dragon.
He looked into those hurt greengage eyes and whispered back, ‘Toothless…’ Toothless! Cheeky, irrepressible Toothless, the naughtiest, sweetest, most maddening dragon in the whole of the wide Archipelago… He hugged the delighted little wriggly dragon with a smile of happy recognition. He looked around the crowd, and he remembered them all… Stoick, his father. Valhallarama, his mother. Old Wrinkly, Baggybum the Beerbelly, Humungously Hotshot the Hero, the Ten Fiancés, Alvin the Treacherous, the Witch Excellinor, and right at the back of the ruined Hall, the Deadly Shadow dragon with Camicazi and Fishlegs making thumbs-up signs on his back…
All companions or enemies, on so many of his past Quests, all gazing at him with furious, or loving eyes, hoping or dreading that he could somehow alter the inevitable, change the course of history, catch the axe of doom before it fell, as he had once before on the Isle of Hysteria.* He remembered his name, too. HICCUP. His name was Hiccup. That was the job of a Hiccup, wasn’t it?
He looked into those hurt greengage eyes and whispered back, ‘Toothless…’ Toothless! Cheeky, irrepressible Toothless, the naughtiest, sweetest, most maddening dragon in the whole of the wide Archipelago… He hugged the delighted little wriggly dragon with a smile of happy recognition. He looked around the crowd, and he remembered them all… Stoick, his father. Valhallarama, his mother. Old Wrinkly, Baggybum the Beerbelly, Humungously Hotshot the Hero, the Ten Fiancés, Alvin the Treacherous, the Witch Excellinor, and right at the back of the ruined Hall, the Deadly Shadow dragon with Camicazi and Fishlegs making thumbs-up signs on his back…
All companions or enemies, on so many of his past Quests, all gazing at him with furious, or loving eyes, hoping or dreading that he could somehow alter the inevitable, change the course of history, catch the axe of doom before it fell, as he had once before on the Isle of Hysteria.* He remembered his name, too. HICCUP. His name was Hiccup. That was the job of a Hiccup, wasn’t it?
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