Blue eyed chica - AW I? What's that? lol

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Masterarcher - Lol did ya see some dragon fluff? Where? Did I miss something? Uhm anyway:

In this chapter you do get the start of something cute ;D

Oh yeah and I made a drawing for this one! And since it's not possible to post links here damn it! I'll guide you to where you can find it, because I really hope you wanna see it! It shows Saphira and Thorn lying on the ground (supposed to be Saphira flirting with Thorn, but I'm not an artist and this is just a amateur drawing haha). Anyway go to deviantart and search of Saphira Thorn Eragon Murtagh (all in one) some drawings shows up. One of them shall be mine, both dragon looking the same way and by Little Lonnie (me). lol. Hope you will check it out )

Three coments on the previous chapter! OMG -sniffle- Suddenly almost everyone is gone? Stopped reading? -cry- Anyway I hope you come back :(


11.

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So far away

I wish you were here

before it's too late,

this could all dissapear

before the doors close

and it comes to an end

with you by my side

I will fight and defend

I'll fight and defend

- Avril Lavigne "Keep Holding On"

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Eragon stood still in front of the new stone grave on Helgrind. Brom laid in his crystal covered grave, not looking a day older then when they left him. Just like Saphira had told him.

"Damn it Roran. You were not supposed to die! You were supposed to marry Katrina and start your own family" Eragon mumbled as silent tears rolled down his slightly red cheeks. His gaze switched between Brom's grave and all the stones on his cousin's grave.

I am so sorry for not being able to make the same result out of Roran's grave as with Broms, Saphira sounded almost ashamed, but Eragon kept telling her that it was okay. The wind was soft in the setting sun and the view from the top was absolutely amazing. In the distant Eragon heard wings in the air and soon enough the beautiful red dragon landed close by with Murtagh on his back. Slightly hunched forward in the saddle. Eragon jogged over to them and helped Murtagh down. Something kept the red dragon rider as weak as before.

"It's a long time since last I was here" Murtagh smiled sadly and looked at Brom's grave,

"And he hasn't aged a day" he commented on Brom before he eyed the rocky grave beside.

"How are you?" Eragon had to force his eyes from the sad setting in front of him. He had to admit that it made him sad that Roran couldn't get the same type of grave as Brom, but he was not even thinking of blaming Saphira for something like that.

"Eragon you have to stop worrying about me. It is my turn to ask you that question. You have had a great loss" Murtagh said with a serious tone. Eragon didn't answer, but just looked down at his feet with new tears forming in his eyes. Murtagh laid a supporting hand on his shoulder and they stood quietly for a long time.

"Uhm, Eragon" Murtaghs' voice made Eragon look up at him.

"Thorn has a little gift for you..." the dark haired boy turned and smiled at Thorn.

I sure hope he liked red, the red dragon winked and stretched his long neck towards Rorans' grave and breathed out what looked like red wind.

I'm not the only one with surprises, little one, Saphira walked behind Eragon and Murtagh as Roran's grave transformed the same way as Brom's had done when Saphira did it. Only now, when Thorn was finished, the grave was shining with a light red color. Even more tears formed in Eragons eyes, but also a smile appeared on his face.

"Now Roran wont forget how beautiful the land of Alagaesia is" Murtagh smiled friendly, indicating to their surroundings. Eragon was speechless. His eyes moving from the red grave to the dragon.

"Wow... what can I say..." Eragon stepped towards Thorn and the red dragon lowered his head.

Oh nothing. That was the least thing I could do, Thorn hummed satisfied as Eragon rubbed the dragon's big snout.

And by the way. It was Murtagh's idea. Or at least he wondered if it was something I could do to make the grave look a little prettier, Thorn nudged Eragon.

"I owe you so much that I can't even count on two hands how much it is. So we thought this could be one way to show our thankfulness for starters. And let's just face it brother. You're no architecture" Murtagh looked both happy and sad at the same time. Eragon walked over to him again. A grin growing on his face as he grabbed Murtagh's shoulders.

"You sure are one of a kind" Eragon almost laughed and locked his arms around the dark haired rider.

"Thanks to you I have a brother! And I still have someone of my own blood with me" Eragon smiled and hugged Murtagh tighter, making him laugh in the embrace.

"Well technically it's not thanks to me that we're brothers, but... let's not go deeper into that..." Murtagh heard some kind of snorting sound from Eragon,

"And you call me one of a kind?" Murtagh laughed and this time he returned the hug.

Oh how cute they are, it slipped out of Thorn's thoughts and he quickly tried to make a very manly move and lifted his head high.

Well you're not too bad yourself, Hot stuff, Saphira walked around Thorn with a loving look in her eyes.

"Uhm... Eragon! Your dragon is hitting on mine!" Murtagh poked his brother on the shoulder. Eragon let go of Murtagh, finally letting his older brother breath normal again.

"Saphira! First Glaedr and now Thorn?" Eragon shook his head, smiling.

"And you call Thorn lovesick?" Murtagh smiled strangely and lifted an eyebrow.

"I didn't know dragons could be..." Eragon bit his lips as Saphira sent him a warning look.

"Tramps?" Murtagh laughed and looked at their dragons. Thorn stood stiff as a rock while Saphira continued rubbing her head at his neck. But he clearly enjoyed it.

Well who can blame me? the sapphire dragon growled happily. Thorn jumped into the air, close followed by Saphira.


Just a reminder:

- Search for thorn saphira murtagh eragon on deviantart (by me: Little Lonnie)

- Dragons lying beside each other facing left )

Hope you like the chapter and comment )