Eragon-
Thud. Thud. Thud. The rhythmic sound of Saphira's wings made Eragon relax. Looking down, Eragon could just barely see the miniscule dot that rolled over the waves. After so much time on it, Eragon had become sick of staying on the boat. With the constant movement under his feet, he longed for solid ground. His journey had started when he and about twenty elves sailed down the Edda River and away from his home land. For a while they had been surrounded by an empty plain but it had soon disappeared as the river emptied into the ocean. From then on they searched the uncharted waters for an island that would serve as a new home to raise the dragons and train Riders. Though they found many islands, none of them had everything needed to raise the dragons in peace. They were either too small, not well protected enough or didn't have enough resources. Now Eragon and Sapphire were flying out to investigate a group of islands. One island was almost completely surrounded by mountains which provided natural protection. Upon closer examination, Eragon realized that the island was teeming with wildlife, as were the other islands. When Eragon finished investigating the island, he found that it was perfect. He turned around and beamed at Saphira and in his mind she said, "Welcome to our new home, little one."
I've decided to start rewriting now so this will be the last chapter you'll see for a while. I'm not a very quick writer so it may take some time before I update again. Until then…
~Queen