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I tried to write a longer chapter this time. Hope you like it :D Enjoy.


Reawakened to Life

Opening his eyes, expecting another day of torture, broken bones, and whip lashed at his back, but that didn't happen. No. He felt like he was free once again, he felt the green grass with his fingertips, felt the fresh air of the approaching dawn, heard the birds singing their awakening melody.

Eragon thought that it was an illusion to open his mind, so they could finally control him. But that theory proved to be wrong for he saw the girl next to him, raven locks sticking to her exhausted face. He slowly and painfully moved towards her, brushed away her hair so he could look upon his saviors face. She looked human, but now as he was close to her, trying to brush his mind to hers, he knew that she was something else. Wall upon wall was shielding her mind. No human could create such strong protection.

He raised his pain filled brown eyes to look around, to figure out where he was, how he got there. As he lifted his eyes higher, he saw tall mountains stretching towards the brightening sky. He instantly knew that what he saw before him was the Spine, not the Beor Mountains. Those were much taller.

Happiness filled his heart and soul as he realized that he was breathing his first breath of freedom. And he could only assume that the little girl was the one he should be grateful for. He kneeled down next to her again, regaining his strength only by the fresh air, and picked her up gently and began walking towards the sky-scraping mountains. He stopped when he melted in the valley between the mountains; putt the girl down, trying to figure out who and what she was.

"Atra du vanyali vel ȁlfrinn eitha." He whispered and waited for the magic to work, to reveal her for who she really was. Her appearance began changing, her ears pointed form returned, the shape of her face smooth and fair, her lips full, her scent just like he remembered.

She was his savior, the woman he believed to be dead. She was passed out from exhaustion. He gave her some of his energy, so she could wake up.

She slowly opened her beautiful emerald eyes and looked at him.

"Arya." He said with a whisper of a smile on his lips.

"Eragon. I missed you, my friend." She returned her smile as she stood up.

"How did you live? How did you save me? How did you go in Uru'baen undetected? What happened in these passed years?" the questions just kept pouring out of him.

"As I saw what Galbatorix did, the other elves and I escaped, hid away and saved as much power as we could in this necklace. I changed my appearance and went to the city, to work there, hoping for an opportunity to save you. Unfortunately I know little of what happened in the last five years. All I know is that the elves moved from Ellesmera close to the Eldor Lake."

"And the Varden? How many survived?" he was anxious to start the journey, but first he wanted to know the facts.

"About half of the Varden survived. Some of the soldiers betrayed us. That is why there are so few of us left." Arya said with a cold expressionless face. Just like before.

"Now for the most important question. Do you know where Saphira is?"

"Unfortunately, no. We tried to find her, but couldn't. It's like the earth swallowed her. We thought that Galbatorix imprisoned her too, but I know that's not it, for I have not heard a work about her in the city."

"Good. Now we have to go. We cannot linger here longer. It's not safe." He straightened up and began walking north.

"Wait. Where are we going? We have to go to the elves. We can't just wander around." She said, hiding her emotions of anger from him.

"Not before I see Saphira. That is where we are going."

He heard her gasp and remained silent, following after him. "You know where she is? How? You haven't even seen her in five years."

"She is where it all started. I know her better than anyone. Don't bother asking me how I know. I can feel it."

"In Carvahall? Why there? She could have been found there."

"No. In the Spine. Where I found her." He said turning around to face her as he realized she stopped walking. "Are you coming or are you going to stay there all day?" he asked, smiling brightly at her. She walked quickly to catch up to him.

And so they started a new journey. First towards his dragon, then to the remaining elves.


Feeling his muscles burn from the half day running, praying for a moment of recovery, but at the same time wanting to arrive at his destination quickly. Five years without his Saphira, burned a hole in his soul, and he wanted his soul back together, whole as it had been before.

He only hoped that Galbatorix hadn't sent a whole army after him. Fortunately the king knew almost nothing about him and his personality.

"Does he know your name Eragon? Did they find anything out from you?" Arya asked as they continued running.

"He wasn't able to take control of my mind. They tortured me every single day since I've been captured, but I never said a single word about elves, dwarves or the Varden. They could hurt me, but I would never be a traitor." He said with such determination that she could only believe him. She only hoped that he wasn't too wounded on the inside. She feared that he was going to break soon.

By the time they stopped, the sun hid behind the mountains, casting darkness around them. They were hungry and tired, and couldn't continue running. They stopped for the night to rest and regain their strength. They would be arriving in Carvahall by the next sunset. Hopefully.

As the sun broke through the clouds, they rose, gathering their belongings, preparing for another day of journey. No words were shared between them; they didn't need to speak to each other. By noon, Eragon began feeling closer to Saphira, even though he could not hear her thoughts. He decided that before he could see Saphira, he would speak to Arya about things that were left unsaid before the battle.

"Arya. Stop for a moment. We need to talk." Ha said taking one of her hands in his.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling ill?" she was concerned.

"I am fine. I wanted you to know that my feelings these past years have not changed." She wanted to interrupt him, but he held a hand up, signaling that he was not finished. "I haven't finished. I want you to know that I tried to my best of abilities to change them in feeling of friendship, but as hard as I tried, I could not. I apologize if this bothers you, but I cannot change what my heart wants. I wanted you to know this before we meet Saphira." Eragon let out a sight he had been holding in him since she rescued him. Now he was vulnerable once more, like he was after the Agaetí Blödhren. Only this time he hoped that the outcome would be different.

"Eragon. You just escaped. You are confused and feel alone. So many years parted from the outside world and Saphira can do this to a man. Please do not do this again. You know I do not feel the same way." She didn't want to hurt him, but he gave her no other choice.

"Nen ono weohnata, Arya Dröttningu. Eka wilae neo ach thornessa fra thornessa dag vel." He whispered in the ancient language, so he could not break it.

"Eragon…" she whispered, saddened by the fact that he made a vow not to pursue her anymore.

"Vel eïnradhin iet, wiol ono." He turned away from her, lifting his face towards the sky whispering one last prayer for her. "Atra ono finna mor'ranr un ilian."


As I promised, the Dictionary.

Atra du vanyali vel ȁlfrinn eitha. – Let the magic upon her leave.

Agaetí Blödhren - Blood-oath Celebration

Nen ono weohnata, Arya Dröttningu. – As you will, Princess Arya.

Eka wilae neo ach thornessa fra thornessa dag vel. - I will not do this from this day on.

Vel eïnradhin iet, wiol ono. - Upon my word, for you.

Atra ono finna mor'ranr un ilian. - May you find peace and happiness.

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