Half A Heart: Prologue
It was smaller than most, about half the size it should be. As the white-haired elf hands over the surface, he found it rough, unlike all other eggs he had seen. Where most eggs were about the size of one's forearm and a brilliant shining color with lighter veins snaking across the surface, this one was stunted, and had a reddish-gold color to it that paled in comparison to the other eggs. To another's eye, it would be considered ugly. To this elf, however, it was something new, something interesting.
'It is deformed,' a booming voice spoke.
Behind the elf, a large white dragon lowered his head to sniff the egg as if testing to see if it was an actual member of his species. No one had ever seen an egg that looked like this before. It was... unusual.
"We should not abandon it, Bid'Daum. It's mother does not want it so we shall see if it will hatch for a rider," he replied to his dragon. They had found the egg over a week ago, alone and abandoned. Its mother had left it to die, probably deeming it weak from it's appearance. But Eragon was not one to let an innocent dragon die. He had picked up the egg, despite his own dragons protests, and brought it to the hatchery where all of the riderless eggs sat.
Eragon looked over the egg once more before putting his hand that was marked with the gedwey ignasia over it, closing his eyes and whispering in the Ancient Language. The spell that he cast over the egg would make sure that it did not hatch until it's intended rider came into contact with it. The dragon inside the egg would wait decades - centuries -if it had to. Eragon only hoped that it would hatch, and not sleep inside it's egg for eternity. The silver mark on his palm glowed white as he spoke in his native language.
As the last words were spoken, and the spell finished, Eragon handed over the red-gold egg to an elf who cared for them. His gaze lingered over it for a moment longer before he turned and walked out of the building, Bid'Daum following behind him.
'It will not hatch. I doubt there is anything alive in there,' the dragon huffed, plumes of smoke billowing from his nostrils. He crouched down, his underbelly scraping the dirt below him as his rider expertly climbed up his leg and into the nape between the dragons' neck and shoulders. The glistening white scales were rough, but he had gotten used to riding bareback. He curled his digits around a single spike, keeping his balance as the dragon rose from the ground to his full height.
"Do not be so quick to dismiss this egg, Bid'Daum, perhaps it will grow into something great," the elf replied as his dragon flared his wings and lept into the air. With three powerful strokes, they were in the air.
A/N:
Hello readers!
I'd just like to thank you for taking time to read this. This is my first ever fanfiction and I've had this idea in my head for a while now. One weekend I decided to sit down and actually write it down and got through three chapters. After that school started busting my butt and I had to take a break from this story. But I'm returning now, and hopefully I'll be able to provide you guys with a chapter a week.
But anyway, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who reads this!
-Rhea c: (aka. shurtugxl)