Chapter 18.1
I'm not sure what happened it just felt like I lost control over my actions for a minute and then the next thing I know is that I'm unconscious upon Finca's back.
Finca? I call out.
No response.
Finca can you hear me?
Still no response.
Maybe she can't hear me, I think to myself.
I clench my hands into fists and would really like to give the dragon of mine a piece of my mind but no I won't do that. I only wish that she would contact me with something soon.
Finca stares at the dragon as he slowly approaches, his scales finally revealing their color: white.
Who are you? She questions the approaching dragon.
'My name is of no use to you yet, but a great darkness is coming and only you and your human partner can stop it,' the white dragon growls.
Me? Finca asks.
'That's right Finca,' the white dragon hisses as the desert winds blow around him.
The next moment, the white dragon has vanished.
I sense a great darkness is looming over Alagaesia and yet Finca and I are somehow responsible for it. Although I am slowly regaining my memory is still feels like there is a wall separating me from my past, who I was and my connection to Finca.
Finca! I call out once again.
Yes master, a weak reply from my, so called, Guardian echoes through my mind.
Can you help me out of here? I ask.
Yes and no, Finca replies. You see while I cannot truly get you out of the state in which you are in, I can make it so you can appear in our world and thus allow Eragon and Saphira to stop worrying about you, it driving me crazy!
I chuckle at what Finca says and she merely growls in annoyance.
Humans, she mutters as a sudden jolt of pain sears through me.