It's been a year since Dad died. It's still hard to believe he's gone. Every morning, Hiccup and I wake up thinking he's just downstairs, only to be sort of disappointed to see Mom instead. Hiccup's been talking about getting someone else to run the Academy because he's so busy all the time. The way he said it makes Mom and I think he means me. I still get up at daybreak to go for a run, as per something my Terrors and I set up shortly after they moved into my underground lab.
I'll add some drawings I made of Hiccup, Herby, and Toothless curled up by the fireplace at my tree lab when I find enough time. Gotta go hunting. Wish me luck!
-Nina
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