CHAPTER 7 REDO...slight changes, couple comma splices fixed here and there.

A/N: I am doing this as I go...things are constantly taking different shapes and turning completely different ways. Sometime my ideas fork and if I choose one it will alter the entire rest of the journey, but I guess that is how it is. I hope you feel like you are on the journey with me because as I write this its like I am walking the path with them. It feels like I know just as much as the characters know. And that is the truth. As I take different paths to writing this, the story takes such and then suddenly I'm along for the ride as well. I guess what I am saying is...I am having fun writing this and I hope you are enjoying it as much as I am making it.

(Summary) This is just a continuance of where Chapter 6 left you. I almost moved the story way off line, but I found so many different outcomes that I could have used for this and it would have definitely been really different...well I chose this one instead. That is why it took me so long. I couldn't decide what should happen out of all the possibilities.

Chapter 6 continued

Meeting of Realms Revealed

They felt suspended in air. Around their ankles was a thick mist that swirled in reaction to their movements. The air above them was a beautiful view of space. Though it appeared as day, seeing the stars seemed so clear, dark, and mysterious. It was a view that relaxed the soul.

All three took a deep breath and any tension they held was released. Suddenly the unknown was soothing and all questions whirring around their minds simply faded away. They felt a soft breeze, but the light itself felt warming at the same time. The heat and cool balanced each other just as light and dark blended together without overwhelming the other. All opposites and equals balanced each other with no friction. Serenity and calmness held the silence until a voice, young with the wisdom of time. This voice did not have a source. It sounded from every direction.

"Welcome, welcome to the Realm."

"Realm?" Eragon questioned under his breath.

"Yes, Realm...Realm of Dragons", "Of course not just for dragons, but a select few more", "This realm represents the balances in nature. As you can tell from your observations already, you can see the effect of such balance on yourselves. Not one force is greater or more important than the other. This, though being so stable, is easily tipped. This "being tipped" is not irreversible, but very overbearing to put back right. Alagaesia is not balanced. The binding between a dragon and another was to help regain this balance. If you remember that there, as of right now, three dragons of being and one still waiting for its match. When Saphira found her match, there was an imbalance in that force. Thus the coming of Thorn, the red dragon. Now the last dragon is to balance against Shruikan. Not necessarily against him in the traditional sense, but of force. You see, each dragon has its tendency. Saphira loves the sky and is always eager to be in the cool breeze or gentle water. Shruikan loves the dark and stays within the shadows and on the ground."...

"Let me try to simplify this more. The dark-black is usually an element of night and in reflection of the rich soil. Thus its coloring. Hues of blue have a take to air and water. Reds are elements of heat and fire. On land there is so much life in the tint of green. What do you suppose Green's element would be? Keep in mind that with so much of this element being present, the chances of such a pigment on a dragon is ever so much more rare."

"Earth?" Answered Eragon unsure of him self.

"Mother Earth more specifically. Green is the element of life. Rich greens and deepest of dark black are the rarest because of their same force being so plentiful as is. Green is the most exotic of them all. Very unpredictable and mysterious they can be. Their match would be in the same sense. This match has a connection to all dragons in existence, though they may not know it...yet. Yes Arya, you know exactly of whom this must be. You do not have to trust my say, but you can not deny your instincts or your emotions that lead you never astray."

"..."Arya held a blank face, but through her intense eyes of wisdom you could see that she held conflict within her and she frantically fought to see through it.

"It is your turn to become who you are. Just like Eragon has become who he is. Mind you that there is a reason why he is drawn to you Arya and you him...though at times you deny it so. Sometimes to even the balance you must first tip the scales. The most powerful force against you is yourself. The only way you can harness this power is to tune into your true self. Don't limit yourself or deny your truths- Know yourself, know your purpose- to know your fate's truth. Tell us the truth of fate. Tell us Arya, what people fear the most."

"Arya, we know that you hold the answer to these questions, so please, in able for you to give us such, you know you must become what you are. Look beyond good and evil because you know that it does not in any sense exist within reason." Eragon spoke with a sense of calmness and the right amount of earnest.

"I...(She paused trying to find the proper place to start)...fate is..." She closed her eyes and dipped her chin. Then took a deep breath to regain her confidence and clear her mind. She pulled her shoulders back and slowly looked up towards the two eager forms that faced her.

"I am life-blood. I am that which can tip the balance or even the forces out. I am that grain of sand that will gain favor in the cause for which I choose, but I am only one. Soon I will be two and then four. The truth about fate is...when you become what you are destined to be, fate becomes you. What people fear the most is not that we are weak and meager, but powerful beyond our imagination. They fear that if they become what they are, they control their path and what trails they may take. They are able to steady their own pace and they begin to own the travel they pursue. This is threatening because of all the many possibilities. They fear that it will overwhelm them. To some, it will if they do not embrace it wholly. This being in control of your fate and effect on others and those you have not met has an overbearing feeling and most people shy just short of such wanting. To take hold of your destiny and spin it out as you see fit scares us. It gives to us a power that we all want but are afraid that we are too weak to hold. There is no hidden force against us when we are downed and there is no force to reward us when we show integrity. In truth those forces are within ourselves. The truths are always within us. It is not that we can not find the answers, but that we merely choose to ignore them."

Saphira leaned closer towards Arya who now stood confidently and with an expression of clarity in mind. The entity that spoke such wisdom seemed to be absorbed in her. She looked so young, but aged with such a mature wild nature to her. Her stray locks seemed to be caught in a undetectable breeze and everything around them seemed to swirl out of focus. Saphira stepped closer. Eragon motions dictated the same. They both became completely drawn towards Arya, but she did not move or ask them to stop. The orb of light around them returned and they were taken back to the oaken room that was empty except for one figure standing motionless in the same stance as before they left. Time resumed and the events of the meeting in the Realm of Dragons seemed to have not taken place in this reality. It is as if they had not left. The stance the three had was the only change that could be accounted for. They stood in a circle and in the center Arya's arms held out were grasping onto an intensely shaped sphere that emanated shade of glowing green that are impossible to describe. It held your gaze just as Saphira's scales held the rays of the sun as it reflected off into every direction. The warm glow was sourced to the embers held within. This glow beamed with the spectrum of a mystic rain forest. The thin, translucent membrane swirled in the shades of melting greens as if it had a power all on its own.

"Arya, I believe when you say two you mean that you believe to be the next rider surely that is why you hold the next, but what do you mean four?" Eragon asked with his usual puzzled face.