Prologue
Disclaimer: I don't own Eragon.
She was slumped over in her side in the far corner of the dark stone room that had been her prison for nine years.
He long, blood-caked dark brown hair clung to her tear streaked face. The dirty ragged clothing she wore was too small and exposing pale flesh.
Bruises, scabs, whip marks, scars and unhealed cuts were clear evidence of many beatings before now. A heavy chain led from the wall to a shackle on the girl's pale, thin ankle.
The girl let out a choked sob and opened her pain filled hazel eyes. She closed them again quickly and tried desperately to stifle a cry of pain.
One last tear dropped from the girl's closed eye before she finally slipped into a painless and blessed unconsciousness.
Although this was disturbing, probably what was even more disturbing was the dark blue dragon chained to the opposite corner and a shining oval on the girl's palm.
A/N: short I know. Tell me what you think of it. This is my first Eragon fic so I'd appreciate some feedback. Any ways I could improve it would also be appreciated. More chapters to come if I get three reviews. R&R please.
Nikki