Hi, this is my first story so I hope you like it. I do not own the Inheritance Trilogy so my only character is the girl with dark brown hair and black eyes. She dose not have a name yet so I would love suggestions.
A girl with dark brown hair stepped into the candle light to reveal a set of black, almost pupil-less eyes. She appeared to be 15 years old. A man in elegant clothing stood before her with a look a hate on his face.
"The shade and now the son of my most trusted ally have failed me. I trust that you will be able to do what they couldn't."
The girl gave a deep bow and backed away towards the door. She turned the knob and walked through the door. The door shut with a dark thud as she brought the hood of her cloak up over her head. She glanced out a window and saw that the sun was slowly rising, a perfect time for travel.
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Eragon stirred slightly as he felt the warmth of the sun on his face. He could finally see the sun after the darkness that his mind was in constantly since the battle. All he could think about was that man pulling off his helm to reveal the face of his old friend, Murtagh. Friend. Would you call your brother who just tried to kidnap you your friend. He thought not, and how could Morzan be his father? How? All these questions raced through his mind as the sun climbed higher in the sky.
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The girl had traveled for weeks to get to Surda. She knew he was there, he had to be. Her mission was clear, she had to find him or he would find her and torture her as he had done to her parents. A tear rolled down her cheek and splashed onto the worn path that she took. She had to find him.
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Eragon pulled his tunic over his head and strapped a new sword to his waist. He walked over to the window in his room and looked out at the people bustling about in the city. He was very tired since he had released Elva from her curse. Every time he thought about his stupid mistake he would try to just put it out of his mind. Saphira was, as always, a great help to him.
How are you little one?
I am fine. How are you?
Fine, but I am not an idiot Eragon. I know that you still think about Murtagh. He was your friend but you need to get your mind off of such things. Come and fly with me, you will feel much better.
Eragon found Saphira and climbed onto her back to sit in the saddle. Eragon strapped his legs in. Saphira launched into the air and glided for awhile above the city. Eragon closed his eyes and enjoyed the air rushing past his face. Saphira was right, for once he felt a little happy.
