A/N: This was not intended to be a fan fic. This was a Response to Literature assignment in my English class. But, for those of you who haven't read my story Yoda's House Party, my friends told me it was good, so I wanted to know what you people think.

So, anywho, this is written in Eragon's POV during the battle scene at the end of Eragon. If it's good, let me know! If it sucks, be nice! Just keep this in mind while you're reading: poetry isn't my strongest field of writing.

Master Evenstar

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Caught in the middle of a raging duel

Your typical good against evil

Swords colliding with mighty crashes

Attempting to breach the other's mental shields

Suddenly, the Shade stumbles, his mental shields fall

I enter his mind, but surprises I find

Instead of a Shade, I find a young boy

Instead of Durza, his name is Carsaib

Witnessing the death of his parents

Becoming a sorcerer with the help of Haeg

Bandits killing his beloved mentor

The straw that broke the camel's back

Carsaib summons the spirits for vengeance

But alas, his plan backfired

The spirits possess him, his transformation complete

"I AM DURZA!" He screams to the night

Without warning, I return to the present

Knowing what I must do

Drawing my mighty sword, Zar'roc

I lung, striking Durza through the heart

The Shade disappears into darkness

As I stand here victorious

The Shade is gone and the Varden is safe

But I still question the battle

After seeing all that Durza has endured

Was killing him entirely right?