Broms Thoughts
Summary: Seven paragraphs told from Brom's point of view as he travels with Eragon.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story.
EI: I got the idea for this when reading Eldest, Eragon thought to himself: "he was only in Carvahall because of me. It was strange to think of the old man watching him... thinking he was the enemy."
A/N: I must say. The movie was excellent... If you haven't read the book. The music was absolutely beautiful though!
- Brom's thoughts 1 -
I look at him riding beside me and I find it hard to believe that this boy is Morzan's son. How I wish with all my heart, my soul, my being, that it wasn't so, but I know it is. Look! he's opened his mouth to ask another question. Why does he have to have an insatiable curiosity? It could get us into trouble on the road.
- Brom's thoughts 2 -
Ah Selena, if only you could have lived to see your younger son. He is the total opposite of his father. Indeed! Eragon has a light about him that reflects you, not that we met often enough. But when we did meet, Ah... It was like the sun had decided to shine again, the wind of older days come to visit again. Eragon has that same disposition. Far too trusting and friendly for my liking, though that will change with time.
- Brom's thoughts 3 -
I watch as Saphira comes to rest beside us for the night. There will be no lessons, not this night. Tonight we are both weary. Both of heart and body. Watching Eragon and Saphira fly and train brings back memories, memories that would better be left forgotten. Saphira... Why did she have to choose that name?
- Brom's thoughts 4 -
The boy learns too fast for my liking. First with the magic, now with swordplay. He is a natural Rider, gifted in many ways, though his heart is still failing. The death of his Uncle, and a self imposed exile is eating him up. He is not focusing as he should be. The Blood lust has left him. Now I am left with a shadow of the boy who once was. He doesn't talk nearly as much as he used to. Galbatorix, you have much to answer for!
- Brom's thoughts 5 -
Eragon has been unconscious for a while now, I didn't hit him too hard! I suppose he was tired from magic practice. Saphira left a moment ago to hunt, telling me to call her once Eragon has woken. I told her that I would. We have come up with a suitable compromise with each other. We do not talk directly to each other...unless we have no other choice. Usually Saphira uses it to inform me of Eragon's health, and how tired he is. We haven't had to use it for something like this though. Saphira is very protective of 'her little kit'. She is constantly informing both of us that humans are incredibly silly, Eragon starts arguing – which of course proves her point. I've tried to tell him many times. Dragons always win! And when they dont, you need to stroke their ego.
- Brom's thoughts 6 -
I feel my time here is ending. So passes the last Rider, the last one who could train the boy. No... the second last rider. If the elves will take him in, he would be able to finish his training and become a Rider. I just wish I could be here to see him shine. Even now my body is dying, I can feel the different organs slowly shut down as the fever ravages me. Don't let him give up hope, Saphira. Keep him alive!
Keep them both alive.
- Brom's thoughts 7 -
I sense another presence touch my face. This one is not Eragon. I open my eyes painfully to see a familiar face. At first I think that I am dead, then the pain arrives and I realise that I am looking at the Eldest. The child Murtagh. Eragon appears behind him. His is the last face I see. I am sorry I did not complete the training. I manage to think to Saphira.
I am sorry I could not help you in this dark time. her voice entered my head softly. Thank you for teaching us all you could. Rest in peace, Dragon Rider.