Violet Winter~ Short story by Grumpy
Hello fellow viking's & dragon riders, & welcome to the release of my first short story, Violet Winter!
((Horrible five minute banner by me XD))
There has been an access of short stories lately, due to all the art trades. I was inspired by all of these wonderfully written stories, & so finally finished this project that i've been working on since Christmas. It is a detailed description of how Pearl came to meet her lovable, yet childish Snow Wraith, Snowdust. This project took me forever to complete, what with all my other writing projects, so I'm very proud to finally unveil it to all of you! :D Hopefully you like it, & don't forget to leave your friendly comments below!
((Please do not reply to the DNR post, I might need to edit it from time to time. Thank you :D))
I love this SO much. Great work yet again, Grumpy! I just finished reading the Winter Rider (along with it's new chapter :P) and then I saw this. I love your writing a lot. *gives you a squid hug*
-Squiid
Aw, that's adorable! Love your story!
And I love the name of that Terrible Terror, by the way. Trouble... very fitting for the species XD
Awwwwwww! That is so sweet! The story about how Pearl met Snowdust is amazing! I like all your writing pieces
At first I was like "Awwww... Cute story!" But then I got to the end wish Millie and I was like "AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW... CUTER STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Good job Grumpy!
It was a month of coldness & misery, even though the actual season reflected all the joy a small viking village such as Berk could muster. It was Snoggletog, a time of year when vikings alike laid down their weapons & celebrated the happenings of the previous year & the year to come. It had been three years after Hiccup, the chief’s son, had trained a Night Fury named Toothless, & had taught everyone viking’s & dragons could live in harmony. that meant it was Berk’s third time to celebrate Snoggletog with their new dragon friends. This particular day, the day before the actual festive holiday, was filled with happiness & joy. The whole day vikings greeted each other warmly & went about their late holiday business, until a terrible storm had driven everyone, viking & dragon alike, indoors. Among these viking family’s, nestled snuggly on a reclusive part of the island, lived the Garmadon clan. Inside their quaint viking home, sat the Garmadon family themselves, which consisted of three members, Darrel, Marilyn, & Pearl. They were all sitting at a rough wooden table, eating a small Snoggletog feast. Like the season, the married couple chatted merrily about many things while eating small bites of turkey or a bite of bread in between. Pearl, their daughter, however, was far from merry. She had barely eaten through the entire meal. Even now she sighed as she picked aimlessly at her now cold plate of food.