The final battle
diclaimer: I do not own Eragon.Blah, blah, blah
The moon shining though the window
As the stone cold floor
Lay a body, a girl, a heroine
Bleeding, limp and sore.
Tears flowed freely from her eyes
As she quivered in pain
Her bones ached, her body bruised
And her head hung in shame
Alone she grieved
Alone she thought
About all the hopes and dreams
She had brought.
Her battle was lost
Her home burnt to the ground
Emotions unbearable
As she let out a sound
Her body grew cold
And her eyes grew with hate
This was it
And all she could do was wait
Her body stiffened
And with no goodbye
She closed her eyes
She prepared to die