AN: hey to who ever is reading this.
this is my first ever fanfiction so i will probably fail since i'm not such a great writer, however i hope you enjoy it. please add any suggestions and/or review it so i can better improve my writing
The long wait
The sun was beginning to rise when the first dragon let out a mighty, thunderous roar for all to hear. It had become a common sound in land of the dragon riders for the past twenty years. With the roar Eragon began to slowly open eyes showing his brown eyes as be began to wake up. He put on his green tunic with a pair of trousers and woke Saphira, who had grown but was nowhere near the size of Glaedr when he had his body. He walked up to and gave her a pat on the side and entered her mind.
Good morning, Saphira, thought Eragon as he gave her a mental nudge.
Good morning, little one, replied Saphira giving him an equivalent nudge.
He then walked out into the open to see the sun rising from the ocean. He looked out from his home atop the hill that was to the eastern part of the bay. After looking at the sun rising for a minute or two he looked more to his left and saw the city he had been building ever since they had departed from Alagaesia. He had left behind much, his friends, his small family, and Arya, which was probably the hardest one to leave behind. He would think of the day every time he woke up and looked out at the ever - growing city. He remembered whispering her true name in her ear and her whispering his in his ear. Then watching her disappear as Firnen swooped down and picked her up from the ship as it began to make the voyage into the unknown.
As the days passed Eragon could not stop thinking about Arya, her beautiful emerald green eyes, her silky black hair and the smell of pine trees that always followed her. While he thought about her, he knew that Saphira was thinking about her mate, Firnen. As days became weeks, and weeks became months, the Edda River finally came to an end. As Eragon heard a scout shout from above one night, he raced to the front of the boat and saw a gorgeous bay. The bay was probably five miles wide and opened right into the ocean. All around the bay, pines were spread about spotting places here and there.
As Eragon neared the bay and knew in his heart that it would be the perfect spot to raise the dragons. As the sun began to rise, the water and there surroundings began to dawn a shade of ruby. As the run rose, it too looked ruby red. Eragon then looked to the east and saw a hill that climbed about a thousand feet into the air. As the boat docked, he climbed onto Saphira's saddle and she took off for the hill. As they reached the edge of the cliff that suddenly stopped before the ocean, the sun rose ever more and the bay began to lose its ruby red shade.
How would you feel about building are home here Saphira? Thought Eragon as he joined his mind with Saphira's.
I think it will be perfect, little one. Replied Saphira, as she began to hum with approval.
Eragon then returned to the small crew of elves that had followed him and said that this would be there home. The elves all agreed as they began to construct the city for the Dragons and their Riders. A couple of years passed when the first students arrived from Alagaesia. They had left five eggs while three had hatched. He approached the new riders and before him stood a male human and dwarf, as well as a female elf.
The human was named Briar, which fitted him very well for he had short, earthy brown hair and his eyes and as well as his dragon's scales were a dark leafy green. Briar was probably the tallest out of the bunch with a head over the elf. The Dwarf was named Ragnir and next to him was an onyx black dragon, which made Eragon remember Galbatorix's massive dragon Shruikan when he had seen it over twenty years ago. Ragnir stood at four feet even, which was pretty tall for a dwarf, and had curly reddish hair that hung down to his neck and stone grey eyes. The Female elf was named Draumia. She had eyes similar to Arya's but was not as bright and brown hair that fell down her back in one long braid. Her dragon was a shade of purple similar to the colors Nasuada usually wore. Although she was shorter than Briar and looked around his age, Eragon knew she was probably the oldest out of all of them.
At first they all seemed extremely nervous, even Draumia let it partially show on her face as they first began to learn from Eragon. But over time, as the city grew andthe riders began to learn the way, they began to be less nervous and began to talk to Eragon normally. A couple of years later the other two eggs hatched and they and their rider also made the journey to the land of the dragon riders. Eragon sent more eggs to Alagaesia, and more riders appeared before him. While Eragon trained all of the riders, he kept in touch with many of his friends.
He would often scry Roran in Carvahall, Nasuada in Ilirea and Arya in Ellesmera. However, when he talked to Roran or Nasuada, a little bit of sadness would come over him because, as Roran and Nasuada aged, Eragon stayed the same. He did enjoy talking with them very much, but whenever he scried them they seemed older and more distant to him. He however never felt this when he talked with Arya. She too stayed the same as him, but seemed to get ever more beautiful everyday. But talking to the mirror was never enough to him. He had wanted to see her in person then magically through the magical surface. Eragon sighed, as he let the memory leave his mind. He then began to stretch his muscles and prepare for the day.
As Eragon and Saphira entered the dining hall he saw all of his students and dragons, as well as the elves, eating and discussing various topics with each other. As he passed the long dining table to get some food for himself, Blodhgarm walked up to Eragon. Blodhgarm had been one of the few elves that had followed Eragon when he left. The elf looked had not changed at all, with his usual emotionless mask on his face, and cat like fur.
"Good morning, Shadeslayer. Good Morning Brightscales," said Blodhgarm as he bowed to Eragon and Saphira.
"Good morning Blodhgarm, what are we to do today?" Asked Eragon as he grabbed a plate and began to place food up it.
"There is really only one thing to deal with today, and that is deciding on which eggs to send to Alagaesia," Replied Blodhgarm as he too grabbed a plate and began to place food on it.
"Say Blodhgarm."
"Yes Shadeslayer?"
"How would you feel if I took the eggs to Alagaesia?" asked Eragon as he began to walk to the head of the table where he always sat.
"I would think of it as bother, but if you wish to go, me, as well as the elves and older rides can handle your students while you are away," replied Blodhgarm as he sat to Eragon's right.
How would you feel about seeing Firnen again? thought Eragon after mixing his mind with Saphira.
I would love to go. It has been so long since I have seen him. It has also been a long time since you saw Arya. Replied Saphira, giving a snort of approval as smoke came out of her nostrils.
Thoughts of Arya began to fill his mind but he pushed them away and said, "I guess it's settled then, we shall leave tomorrow then." He took a bite out of his bread and began to eat as he started to stare out the window to the west and thought of his home began to fill him. It had been twenty years since he last placed foot in it, and now he was going to finally return.
I wonder what has changed in Alagaesia ever since I left, pondered Eragon as he prepared Saphira's saddle, making sure everything was in it for their voyage to the west.
He then turned to the pile of Eldunari and dragon eggs. Eragon uttered the spell he always used to carry the Eldunari and then the space around them warped and they disappeared. After getting everything set he climbed onto Saphira and headed to the edge of the city. There, Blodgharm was waiting.
"It should take you about ten days to get to Ellesmera if the wind is right," said Blodgharm as Eragon approached.
"Thank you Blodgharm. Make sure the places doesn't burn down while I am away," joked Eragon. Saphira then took off heading west to their home, with hopes of seeing Arya and Firnen fresh in their minds.