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'Where was I? Who am I?' That is the earliest I can remember.

I woke in a forest, my arms, legs, and torso wrapped in vines, and my bare feet covered in moss. I collapsed against a giant tree. I had a silver, knee-length dress with short sleeves, al leather belt on my ribs, and my silvery hair was loose and down to my hips. I looked around and saw little past the surrounding brush, and so when I looked up through the canopy of trees above, and I thought I might be able to climb the branches and see where I was. I began to ascend the tree's limbs. As I poked my head through the leaves, I saw I was in a mountain range, an ancient mansion crumbling near the tree. My tree was at the top of a steep sided mountain, with neighboring taller mountains. I looked closer, and there was a rocky trail leading up to the peak, between the the mountain next to me and the one I was on. As I saw movement, I realized about ten men on horseback, all wearing the same red robes, but I saw glimmers of gold. A few hunting dogs were roaming around.

One man started waving and yelling, and in my direction. I realized they were looking my way, and they weren't inviting me to tea. I dropped down, and started running. I saw that hounds might not catch my scent if I was far enough away, and ran towards the ruin. I realized something was knocking against my arms, and I saw it was a small, silver dagger in a clear crystal sheath, hanging from a cord on my belt. I thought, 'Good. I'll need this later.' But soon enough, I heard the pounding thunder of hooves, and I ran behind a giant pine. The men slowed their horses, unsure of where I was, but a hound ran and bit my ankle.

I quickly knocked it away, but the men had seen. They circled around me, forcing me to slow, and I drew my dagger. The men laughed, but the three who could see my glare past my hair stopped and shifted uncomfortably in their saddles. I saw that all the men had broadswords, but a few hand bows and quivers with them. I wasn't to eager to see who could shoot, so I stayed still. The one who seemed the leader yelled, "What is your name?" I didn't answer; why should I? The man yelled, "Well, silver hair, pointed ears, slanted eyes, high cheek bones. I'd say we found the girly Galbatorix is looking for."

I looked for an opening to escape the circle, and realized my mark when a soldier, smaller than the others, started looking at the trees, nervously, so I jumped up, knocked him of his horse, and charged forward. I pushed the horse into a gallop, and we took off down the mountainside passage. The other men started to follow. I looked over my shoulder, and the men were drawing their bows, and a few had knocked arrows. I looked forward again, and I took some found a side trail, to try and lose them, but it wasn't working. I heard a few strange twang sounds, and arrows imbedded themselves in nearby trees. I saw a low hanging branch, and took my chances with it. I stood in the saddle, and jumped, my horse still running forward. I steadied myself on the branch, but the soldiers gathered below me. One got out a strange reed-like thing. He put a small, dripping arrow into the end, and put it towards me. I realized what it was a moment too late.

The dart sank into my left hip, and my grip loosened. I knew it was poisoned, but that made no sense to my mind. I tried to climb higher, but I just ended up on the ground. The men laughed cruelly above me. My eyes started to get blurry, and the men doubled and span. I couldn't keep awake... I was put in chains, and set on a horse, and nothing more was left for my memory.

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