The Dream
By: Arina11
Grumbling inaudibly Eragon strode to his room and threw himself onto the bed. Slowly after laying awake thinking about what had happened that day he unwillingly slipped into a restless sleep.
Groaning Eragon rolled over and raised his head off his pillow to glance around his room. Slowly swirling in and out of existence it disappeared all together. It was then replaced by a forest. A beautiful elvin maid was running past trees, closely followed by a man in a black cloak and a knife in his hands. Eragon watched in horror as the seen unfolded. The man caught up to the elf and grabbed her hair forcing her head back.
"Hello my sweet," the man crooned stroking her hair. He stood up holding her by her neck. She thrashed out and slammed her fist into his forehead.
"Now, now," the man scolded, "don't do that again or…Heh, heh, heh. Let's just say tha-" Just then the elf's foot found his crotch and the man dropped her wincing. He glared down at her, raised his hand and said,
"Thrysta vindr." The women was lifted and hurled away from the man to stop when her head slammed into a tree trunk. She slumped unconscious to the ground. Holding himself and cursing the man threw the knife and turned to flee. Eragon cried out for the woman to wake up but the forest was swirling and the last thing Eragon saw was the woman still slumped against the tree.