Disclaimer: If I was Christopher Paolini do you really think I would be writing this here instead of publishing it in the books?
A/N: I'm sorry but the first few chapters of this story migh be a bit mixed up, kinda weird, and not that great.
Chapter 1
Inside Galbatorix's palace Raven ran as fast as she could, not knowing where she was going.
She ran into one room that had two shiny, smooth, gem-like rocks.
One was read and the other was black.
Then Raven woke up with a start.
She sat up, pushed her black hair out of her face and walked over to river and looked at her reflected face in the river.
She looked a bit pale. But her dark ocean-blue eyes looked back at her. For some reason that she never really understood, her eyes always seemed to sparkle.
Raven packed up her stuff, got up on her horse and started to ride away from her camp site.
Raven had never really had a real home. Her mother died when she was five and she never knew her father. So she just went wherever she wanted to whenever she wanted to.
Then she thought back to her recent dream.
'What was so important about those rocks? And why were they in Galbatorix's palace?' Raven asked herself.
'Are those dreams trying to tell me something?' she wondered.
As she kept riding, and the sun began to rose, Raven continued to ponder her dreams about the rocks and Galbatorix's palace, as she continued to ride to her destination.
A/N: Sorry I know that it's really short. I promise I'll update soon.
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