Eragon was silently watching the sky darken. He had long ago defeated Galbatorix and was now doing his best to protect his homeland. However, it was very difficult seeing as he was the last of the dragon riders and he knew that there was a new evil coming. He could fill it in the air. He could fill something else as too but couldn't place it. What it was or were it came from he had no idea but he hoped he wouldn't have to fight it.
"Your up rather late tonight," Horgoth stated as he came to sit next to Eragon.
"I can't help it. I can fill their out there bt I have no clue if they are friend or foe. I wish I could just go out there and find them but with Saphira's wing broken we have to stay put. I do not like this," Eragon exhaled, running a hand through his hair tiredly.
"It will get better!" Horgoth exclaimed to his friend.
Eragon cold only shrug. He wasn't to sure about that. Little did they know what was about to happen. That a school that had not been seen in a millenia was about to be reopened and all who knew magic would be attending. Eragon included.
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Short, I know. I need to reread those books. I can only remember the first and second completely and only part of the next ones. So please correct me when I get things wrong.