Chapter 3 – Dreams or Memories?

Alagaësia – 5076

Images flashed in front of Murtagh and Thorn's eyes. They saw flashes of the Hadarac Desert. They were flying over it towards a collection of rocks rising up out of the sand. They descended some steps down seep into the earth. After an immeasurable amount of time they found themselves outside a large stone door. Numerous glowing runes covered the door; Murtagh recognised some of them as protection, locking and suppressant runes.

The door rolled back and they found themselves inside a gigantic chamber. There were two distinct parts of it, on one side there was a single green egg. It was on a pedestal which was covered in numerous runes. Surrounding the egg was a glowing shield that stopped anyone or anything getting close.

They turned to see the other side of the room and stopped and stared. There were three circles of glowing runes each circle brighter than the last with the central one almost too bright to look at. Murtagh could identify suppression, protection, containing and others that he had never seen before. However it was what was inside the circles that stunned them.

Inside the circles was a young boy of about 14. He had jet black silky hair that flowed down to the middle of his back. His porcelain skin was painted with even more runes and he seemed to be locked in sleep. His nails were slightly pointed and poking out of the sea of hair were two pointed ears.

Murtagh knew that the boy wasn't human and he didn't seem to be an elf either. There was a fragile innocence that seemed to radiate from the child.

Locked in place Murtagh and Thorn stared at the child. They knew him and of this place but they couldn't remember. Struggling to access their locked memories they didn't realise that the child was starting to move.

Slowly the child's eyes opened revealing shining emerald eyes. They seemed to glow with a suppressed power. He had slit pupil that seemed to draw in anyone who looked at them. As the child's eyes connected with Murtagh's and Thorn's they could feel their minds unlock. Memories rushed back to them. Murtagh remembered coming here to receive Thorn's egg. They both remembered the child.

Suddenly the room started to fade, just before the chamber along with the egg and child faded completely they both heard a melodic voice pierce through the silence.

"Find me, please"

Murtagh opened his eyes to see the stars above Du Weldenvarden with only one thought in his mind.

I must find the child.

When Murtagh woke up the next morning he looked around to spot Eragon, Saphira, Thorn and Arya sleeping next to him. Amongst the sounds of the forest waking up he remembered the events that led to his and Thorn's freedom from Galbatorix's rule.

During the battle when the Empire assaulted the Varden on the boarders of Surda while he and Eragon fought in the sky he remembered a voice echoing through the Eldunarí. It whispered thing to him even while he and Eragon fought. When Eragon tried to overwhelm his mind he felt the Eldunarí gathering their will to aid him in keeping Eragon out he felt the whisper grow until it encompassed his mind. He felt it changing him slightly, just enough to change his true name and freeing him from Galbatorix. As Eragon was linked with him he felt it too and was there to catch him when he passed out from exhaustion.

He later woke up to find himself in Du Weldenvarden where Eragon had taken him and Thorn along with Arya. When he woke up Eragon, Saphira and Arya explained how he, Thorn and the Eldunarí had broken free of Galbatorix's control and had passed out because of the strain on their minds. Eragon had then gone on the explain how the majority of the Varden believed that they had done it of their own free will and as a result wanted to punish them for their crimes. Eragon explained about while they were unconscious the dwarves had chosen a new king (Orik). Most dwarves where still furious at Murtagh for killing their former king but Orik had forgiven him as he knew that he didn't do it of his own free will and some of the other dwarves where starting to come round.

It had been a couple of months since then and the war was at a stalemate between the Empire and the Varden and he and Thorn had been training with Oromis and Glaedr, after taking the oath, and where much stronger than before.

Coming out from his musings he watched as the others stirred. He readied himself to explain about his dream, which Thorn shared with him, and to convince them to help rescue this child which he had a feeling was the key to this whole war.

Well that's another chapter done. Hopefully as I have my muse I can update quicker than last time. Sorry for the sporadic updates but I just write it as it comes to me.

Sorry for any spelling mistakes with names.

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Phoenix