AN: Attensheon! Dis iz mah first evah fanfict. Nao bee nice, no flameses, Pwease!

Yeah. Now that you just wasted ten minutes trying to read that, I own none of the Inheritance Cycle's characters, blah blah blah-You get the drill. I'd like to see one review. That's all.

It was cold. The moon was dim, hardly cutting through the deep, sucking, darkness of the night. The low glow of fire light blazed on the horizon. Ur'baen. The shouts of angry soldiers could still be heard, even miles away. Grassy, rolling hills, glowing gray in the moonlight, spread in every direction. A young girl stumbled along the slopes, cradling a motionless bundle against her thin coat. She stopped in her wake as a throaty roar cut through the fragile quiet of the night. The roar came again, twice. The young girl gasped. 'Shruik-!' Her thoughts were broken as a second roar, this time higher pitched and louder, pierced the air. 'Thorn!' The girl seemed to be spurred into action by this thought. Turning on her heels, she bounded away over the barren land. She new where she would go-South, To Surda!

A short chapter, right? What to see more? Don't worry, The next chapter will be longer.

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