Disclaimer: I don't own anyhting eragon, C.P. does.
Saphira's Coming
Flying over treetops high,
Living mostly in the sky.
Magic creatures of the land,
Coming from the Eastern sand.
Riders rode them till that day,
When Galbatorix had his way.
Finally, one was taken,
For who would this dragon waken?
The Shade tried to take it from her,
Arya almost had no time ter,
Send it off to old Brom,
Instead it went to Eragon.
He lost the deer he was chasing,
The egg was there for his taking.
He took the egg unaware,
There was a dragon in his care.
Almost sold her for some meat,
So his family could eat.
Sloan, the bastard, wouldn't take her,
Causing more anger to stir.
Luckily, Katrina came,
Roran's love flame.
He kept the stone and got some food,
Sloan he would now elude.
She woke him in the middle of the night,
Giving him quite a fright.
She hatched for him alone,
Becoming his very own,
Dragon. First in so long,
How could he belong?
Had never known either parent,
All his shortcomings inherent.
Yet she chose him,
He wasn't chosen on a whim.
Their destiny was great,
Tragedy, power, and love were their fate.
She was named Saphira, the same as Brom's,
He was granted with a white palm.
Their adventures would always be known,
Will he ever take the throne?