I listened breathlessly. This is by far the best story I've ever heard. I look up at him. His hands move like dragons. How he described them... it's magical. It's like he's known dragons since the beginning of time. His words were like birds flying in the air. Free and perfect. He is amazing. From the moment he washed up to my shore, I felt my heartbeat. This island has been so lonely. Hiccup you're mine. My paradise has gotten a lot bigger now that you're here husband.  My eyes were as wide as the stars. I look down and I see the axe he built.

A sadness churns in my stomach. I know his beliefs. He wants to go home. He wants to go back. I'm sorry Hiccup, love, husband. We cannot leave this place. Believe me, I've tried. When I washed up here. For a hundred years I thought of nothing more than breaking out of my island, but there is no escaping paradise. Once you've lived here for a good thousand years, you begin to appreciate this island. It is our home.