I had a random outburst of wanting to finish at least this part at 4 o'clock this morning. Just proves how random my brain is eh? So,this is my Eragon fic. Kyrri, if you don't guess is the last new dragon rider, and her 'Greenie ' Is going to be called Eridor. I'm not sure if i will get around to actually finishing it or not, but i thought i'd put it up anyway.
(One quick explanation - Wren, my very own made up ancient word, means green. I double checked, then triple checked. I could find no word meaning just 'Green')

Kyrri walked at a slow and steady pace by the edge of the Tüdosten Lake, lifting her head to feel the spray of the water cool her after a long morning looking after the children, including her sister Morgyn, while the others tended to the fields. With care and precision, she whispered the Ancient words scripted in her new book. She sighed and closed the book before she got annoyed with her inability to pronounce the strange language. She crossed her legs inside her skirt and dropped to the floor, landing in a neat cross-legged position.

"Okay, if you're going to be difficult-" She flicked back a few pages, throwing the yellowed paper over swiftly with her thin fingers. She began practicing the strange language once again, translating the passage in front of her.

Soon the sun had passed completely overhead and began to cast long shadows across the empty plains. Kyrri, in her concentration, was completely oblivious to it. She just kept her eyes intently on the book in her hands, and only looked up when it nearly hit her in the nose it was so close to her face. When she did look up she panicked. She was late. Every night she told a story from one of the books in Furnost's library, it was part of the deal made between the soldiers from the empire and the villagers.

All the books in the library were written in an ancient language and were to be seized, but Kyrri's father had asked they be kept in the library, their home for centuries. In return, the soldiers would know what was in them from Kyrri, who had learnt the language as a toddler.

She hugged the book close to her chest and jumped up, turning around to face the way back to the village, took the first step and was distracted by an amazingly bright, green light. She tried to turn her head to catch a glimpse of what it was and, as fast as it had appeared, it engulfed her, sending her flying forward. Kyrri landed on top of her book, which was painfully hard against her chest. She groaned as she attempted to lift herself up, with a bit of difficulty, she managed it. Behind her, where the bright light had come from, was an amazingly pristine stone.

Kyrri marvelled at it. It was beautiful. The stone seemed to be transparent, up to a point. But that point was deep inside it, where the green provided a deep, foresty backdrop to the lighter patterns that swirled around the smooth edges. Her eyes glowed with excitement, it was beautiful and someone, possibly even one of the soldiers would be willing to pay a handsome price for it. It could keep her family well fed, good for little Morgyn.

She reached out for it, running her fingers across the surface. She sat down cross-legged once more in front of it, looking deep into it. But, realising she couldn't be much later, Kyrri shook herself and picked up the stone, walking quickly back to her home. When she reached the house, she slipped in the back, just in case the soldiers were watching, and hid the stone in her and Morgyn's room.

As soon as she was sure it was safe, she ran out to the library. The story she'd found in the book was about an elf woman named Linnaë.

Seb arrived halfway through the tale, as per usual. But he still stood quiet, and smiling near the back of the crowds. As they were leaving, Kyrri grabbed her brother and steered him quickly home. Kyrri pulled Seb inside then ran to get the stone, once again admiring the beautiful surface for a long moment. Pulling her eyes away, she carried it into the other room, placing it gently on the table where Seb sat. His surprise was instant.

"My god Ki, Where did you find this thing?" He leaned over the table, looking deep into the stone, like Kyrri had done by the lake.

As she slipped into the chair next to him, Kyrri looked close at it too, not wanting to miss another opportunity to. "I- I honestly have no idea. It appeared out of nowhere. Knocked me down too."

Seb laughed a little, but then fell back into his seat, his face blank. "It appeared out of nowhere?"

Kyrri looked at him, curious. "Yes. Why? What is it?" She fell back in her seat too, so she was level with him.

"Magic."

"Huh?"

Seb sighed. "I've been listening to you read for long enough now that I know, if that appeared out of nowhere it was magic that brought it there. You need to get rid of it. We can't have magic, not here, not now."

Kyrri's head dropped, upset that she would have to get rid of this beautiful, magical, if dangerous item. She felt she should keep it, but she didn't want to get her family hurt. Still looking at the floor, Kyrri didn't notice Seb going to pick up the stone. When she did, she put her hand on top.

"No," She told him, "I think we should tell Dad first, don't you? We could be throwing away a fortune." She smiled broadly and started bouncing a little in her seat.

Seb sighed at Kyrri's obvious optimism and reluctantly agreed to keep the stone. Kyrri jumped up from her seat and kissed Seb on the cheek. As she went to pick up the stone, a huge crack appeared on the surface and Kyrri's smile diminished instantly. Who would pay for a broken jewel? Even one as beautiful as this?

A surprisingly sharp squeak sprang from the middle of the stone. Kyrri threw a confused look at Seb, but he just sat there, arms crossed, but his face showed only complete and utter shock. Still confused, Kyrri looked from her brother to the stone as the cracks spread right around the whole of the stone. Another squeak jumped from it. Kyrri moved closer, wanting a better look at what was going on.

"Ki, maybe.."

Seb never got to finish his warning, because an instant later, the stone exploded, sending shattered pieces of the beautiful green stone everywhere.