So, this is my first story ever on Fan Fiction, and an edit of the old one that I had posted. I have been reading the Eragon series (am on 'Eldest') and am really enjoying it! This book is based on an Eragon based world, however with a few extra species (like the fire imp).
Ember awoke from her sleep with a start, she had had a strange dream which felt as if she could feel someone searching for her. It had seemed frighteningly realer than all the other dreams she had had, which she was always unable to comprehend or control. It frightened her a little, but also made her curious and she made herself recall it all, so as to make sure she understood it and it did not fade like sand through fingers, another trait of her regular dreams.
A forest, she was in, a thing that never before she had seen and so marvelled. It was green, a colour that Ember had only and was bright and lush- with droplets of water shining and glistening from the sun. She went to feel and touch these shining leaves, which were rubbery and comforting. With a large, beaming smile she continued to touch, listen and look.
Suddenly, a dark shadow loomed over her, leaving the lush clearing she was in in a pool of grey. She heard a cracking and snapping sound. This made her heart break- trees should not die, not when they had done nothing wrong! A large dragon appeared with its head just below the tops of the trees. As this was still just a dream, she did not question he existence of these powerful legends but leant back, making herself fall to the hard dirt floor where she looked up with emotions of many flaming in her eyes.
The dragon's long and delicate face looked at her, a tiny whisper of smoke fluttering like a moth out of it's nostrils. It's huge eyes, big as apples bore in to her, shining like best cut ambers was the thing of all it's facial features won her startled stare. They seemed to speak to her and then, after a moment of great shock, she noticed actually, literally were. 'I will soon be with you.' They said, or she thought they said.
And then, just like a flutter of feathers, the dream materialized to the volcanic cave she called her room. She took a long, sleepy sigh and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Thinking back on her dream, she noted that it seemed like only a few minutes when thinking about it, but in the actual forest, it had seemed like an hour. She decided against dismissing the night vision, it seemed too strange. So instead she went to see the mage of the volcano, who she assured herself would condemn it as a natural dream, or at least nothing to worry about.
Read the next page to see what the mage thinks! (Not that you can't guess…) Thankyou kablamstar for your comment!