12-第二十六章：誓约(16)
trying to do good things, what do you do about the evil ones who are waiting in the wings, and who, in one second of destructive wickedness, undo all the work that the good human beings have been working on patiently for lifetimes? No. NO. ‘Wodensfang, quick! There must be something we can do?’ said Hiccup, ‘There is nothing you can do,’ whispered the Dragon Furious. ‘The Witch has poisoned me…
’ Hiccup gaped as the great Dragon swayed before him. ‘This is all my fault…’ wept Hiccup. ‘It is not your fault,’ said the Dragon. ‘You acted in good faith. But you see,’ said the Dragon Furious affectionately to Hiccup, ‘this is what I have been trying to tell you, little blood-brother… ‘You cannot build this new world of yours within a generation, or even ten generations,’ said the Dragon Furious longingly. ‘It will take a long, long time for humans to become better than they are now…
’ He had laid his head down on the Reef now, and was panting short, hard breaths. Steam came off his immense body and rose up into the air in great clouds.
The storm had passed, and all was quiet, except for a gentle breath of rain that came down on them all like a blessing. So many dragons and humans had died already in this battle. But there was something so dreadful about the sheer VASTNESS of this splendid creature whose life was now draining away, that brought home the destruction, the insanity and the waste of this war. There was a particular horror about a creature so mighty, so splendid, who moments earlier had been shooting out thunderbolts in the violent splendour of the prime of his life, being brought down so low, and dying in front of their very eyes. It made even the most bloodthirsty of the human Vikings think: This must never happen again. Hiccup stretched up to the Dragon’s head, and held on to it, with his tiny, insignificant hands, hands that could barely reach up to the Dragon’s great chin. Once, a great whale had become stranded by the tide on the Long Beach on Berk. The entire village had tried to move the whale back into the sea, but they could not do it, for the poor creature was too large. Hiccup felt the same feeling of helpless rage, that he was too small to do anything about this catastrophe, too tiny to prevent the dying of this enormous,
’ Hiccup gaped as the great Dragon swayed before him. ‘This is all my fault…’ wept Hiccup. ‘It is not your fault,’ said the Dragon. ‘You acted in good faith. But you see,’ said the Dragon Furious affectionately to Hiccup, ‘this is what I have been trying to tell you, little blood-brother… ‘You cannot build this new world of yours within a generation, or even ten generations,’ said the Dragon Furious longingly. ‘It will take a long, long time for humans to become better than they are now…
’ He had laid his head down on the Reef now, and was panting short, hard breaths. Steam came off his immense body and rose up into the air in great clouds.
The storm had passed, and all was quiet, except for a gentle breath of rain that came down on them all like a blessing. So many dragons and humans had died already in this battle. But there was something so dreadful about the sheer VASTNESS of this splendid creature whose life was now draining away, that brought home the destruction, the insanity and the waste of this war. There was a particular horror about a creature so mighty, so splendid, who moments earlier had been shooting out thunderbolts in the violent splendour of the prime of his life, being brought down so low, and dying in front of their very eyes. It made even the most bloodthirsty of the human Vikings think: This must never happen again. Hiccup stretched up to the Dragon’s head, and held on to it, with his tiny, insignificant hands, hands that could barely reach up to the Dragon’s great chin. Once, a great whale had become stranded by the tide on the Long Beach on Berk. The entire village had tried to move the whale back into the sea, but they could not do it, for the poor creature was too large. Hiccup felt the same feeling of helpless rage, that he was too small to do anything about this catastrophe, too tiny to prevent the dying of this enormous,
冰九囚笼二十六
