Egg's thoughts
N/A: This OS was first written in response to a French challenge. I liked it and decided to translate it. It is independent from my other Eragon fanfic.
Disclaimer: Inheritance Cycle belongs to Paolini.
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I can't see anything. I can't hear anything either. My sense of smell is useless. And touch only informs me of what I already know: I am confined in a small, ovoid space.
But this is normal. I am waiting.
I am waiting to feel his presence. The presence of the one who will make my mind and soul whole.
I do not know how I am able to feel presences outside my shell, when all my senses are so muted. But it is unimportant. I will feel him. That is all that matters now. The world can wait.
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The presences have changed. Before, they came regularly, a new, young one with an older, known one. But this procession has stopped. A broken presence has taken me, and destroyed others.
For the first time, I feel restless, impatient. I would like to be outside, and protect the others. But I can't.
Not until he is here.
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Nothing. Nothing is happening. How long has it been since that broken presence took me?
Wait. A change. A new presence. Who takes me away.
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Presences are fighting. Then one, who sometimes accompanied the broken one, disappears. The other picks up my egg.
I know this particular presence. I felt it long ago. When the procession existed.
But the presence was not broken then.
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The procession has resumed. Three presences are always with me, while young ones touch my shell. But he is not among them.
Then everything changes again. Many presences arrive suddenly. One is strange multiple and vicious. Two of the three accompanying me disappear.
The third one has done something. All the presences have disappeared. But I do not worry about it. There is something more important.
He is here. At last.
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Others are surrounding him. I will wait until he is in a quiet place. I have waited a long time for this event. I will not ruin it by rushing.
Finally. He is alone, and calm. For the first time, my attention turns to my own body. It is time to break this shell. To become more than a presence trapped in an egg.
And to join him. Eragon.