I feel the wind slam against my boat. I feel the waves rocking it. It makes my stomach churn more as if I was on Toothless. I feel a drop of sweat pour down my face. The winds feels like a dragon's cry. 

"Odin's beard." I pull on the rope.

I move the sail. The raft turns to the left and the wind starts pushing it. I let out a breath as I turn it again. A wave slams into me. I wince. The waves won't stop me. Nothing will push me back from getting home. Nothing will stop me. I am going home no matter what. I have to remember home. 

 I see the dragons start to move. They start shooting out. I duck as one of the dragon's claws start to whack me. I reach out and grab the spear. I raise it up. I'm not going to hurt them if they see me as a threat they'll probably go back to the island. One dives down and flies over my raft. I walk forward.

"We can be friends. We can be friends." I reach my hand out to them.

The dragon groans. I reach my hand out. I can do this. I can do this. The dragon snorts.

"I'm not going to hurt you." I say.

"But I'll hurt you." It says.

I jump as it slams its jaws on my hand. I let out a scream. It throws me off my raft. I slam into the water. I look down and see shapes. A hand scoops me up. I look up and I see Calypso. Wow. She grew a lot.