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Deep inside the Elvin city he stood watching the blacksmith, the one and the same person who made the swords of the Riders. Still not sure of what he was doing, Eragon watched, he watched and he learned.
"Don't you think you should help with the Varden?" she asked. He slowly shook his head.
She's right! You duty is with the Varden, Eragon, what are you doing here? said Saphira.
I don't know! Just leave me alone, Eragon hissed back. Saphira drew into cold shroud silence; Eragon knew she was going to be mad at him all day.
Eragon waited, and while he was waiting he watched the blacksmith, taking in every strike she made on the metal; drinking in the sight. He didn't know exactly why he was waiting but he did all the same.
He saw the hammer go up and down, the metal shape. The hammer went up and down, the metal shaped. The hammer went up and down, the metal shaped. The hammer went up and down, the metal shaped. The hammer went up and down.
Eragon looked on for he was in a trance, he felt the metal, was the hammer. In his mind's eye he watched the hammer, with his real eyes he watch the hammer.
The hammer went up and down, the metal shaped. It was noon and Eragon watched on for he felt the time would be right soon. So he looked on without eating lunch…
It was starting to get dark, but the blacksmith kept on working and Eragon kept on watching. With a sigh the blacksmith put down her tongs and walked of into the darkening night, probably to her dwelling. Though he had not eaten lunch or dinner Eragon felt wonderful. The time had come.
Eragon picked up the tongs. It felt strangely magical and light. Then he touched the hammer, lifted it high experimentally. It felt like air. He picked his mound of metal and dipped it in the fire. Then, he laid it down and began.
He stuck out with the hammer making and large dent in the red metal. Strike after strike the metal flattened and lengthened as long as he was tall. The metal started cooling so he heated it is the fire again. The metal started to grow the sharp, plain features of the blade of a sword. Eragon felt the metal sing and glow under his touch.
He started to make the handle. But remembered that it would be good to have a gem on his sword. He didn't have any gems with him and he didn't like the ideal of waking up on of the elves. He heated the handle side of the sword and the metal melted a way when he saw a red glow. It was two rubies and one diamond. He couldn't believe it. The gems appeared like magic out of the metal.
Eragon had finish taking the gems out of the metal and renewed his work on the metal. The handle shaped, and Eragon embedded the rubies on either side. Then he placed the diamond at the end of the hilt fusing it with hot metals. His sword was almost ready but Eragon felt that he needed to light the sword in the dwindling fire once more. When Eragon did he had a shock. On the sword he saw a poem and surprisingly the words moved slowly across the blade to be replaced by more words.
My magic is not mine,
It is from others, who pay
The price of magic, for ever and ever
Till' the end of time.
I serve my maker,
At the hands of him am I born,
From melted metal,
To as strong as the Forsworn's.
I will bite all his enemies
And reap from his kill
For I serve my maker
It is my duty to for fill.
I will bite all his enemies
And reap from his kill,
For I serve my maker
It is my duty to for fill.
The last verse was repeated in bold red letters. When Eragon pulled the sword back out of the sputtering fire, the letters were gone and there was no sign there had ever been letters on the sword. Putting the bare sword in his sheath, Eragon went back to Saphira to wake her up. He prodded her with the newly made sword.
Saphira gave a massive yawn. What is it? she snapped.
I need you to take me back to the Varden, he replied.
First, it's "just leave me alone" now it's "get me to the Varden now" while I-Saphira? Said Eragon
Yes.
I'm sorry.