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Chapter 11

"My sun sets to rise again."
― Robert Browning

"I hate myself for leaving Eragon underneath a pile of rocks instead of giving him a proper resting place"
said Brom.
"Do you think that Eragon would rather you buried him properly and delayed giving Vrael the message, maybe even die in the process or give Vrael the message on time, save Alagesia, come back for Eragon later and then give him a proper burial?" retorted Saphira Senior.
"You're right, as always" answered Brom.
"You should go and check on Arya, somehow I have a feeling she isn't doing so well and I'll go to talk with Eragon's Saphira" said the dragon.
"Good Idea, I'll do just that" said Brom.
The two of them separated and went to chat with their friends, Brom found Arya by the a pond a quarter of an hour, west, from camp away, as for Saphira S, she found Saphira J hunting in the middle of a forest.

When Arya felt Brom's presence she didn't want to talk at first,

finally: I can't believe he's gone, he always knew what to say, especially in times like these.

Brom: I know how you feel, I sense his absence all the time, somehow he was like a father to me.

He didn't know how to talk about their relationship, he thought for a moment,

then: He always loved you, now I too understand what he meant by saying that he wished it were that easy, by the fire a couple weeks ago, when he was talking with your father about going with or without someone the blood oath celebration.

Arya quickly got what he meant, for a moment she didn't reply, she was angry with Brom for saying that, but most of all confused, she didn't know how she felt towards Eragon anymore. She thought she loved Faolin, but first of all, he never wanted anything more than just being a lover and second of all, now that she thought about it, it was Eragon: who always healed everyone after battles, least of all himself, who never wanted anything more than happiness for everyone and it was Eragon who died for her. After considering these thoughts she understood who she really loved, then replied:

He was a great man, he sacrificed everything for me, including his life. I can't believe he loved me and hid it for such a long time instead of telling me sooner, we... we could of... we could have been happy

Brom quickly reacted "This is where you're wrong. He couldn't have told you earlier because you were in a relationship with Faolin! You would have been mad at him for trying to break you and Faolin up. And after your lover died he didn't want to approach you so soon in fear of making you hate him.
And now Eragon's dead, my best friend, sacrificed his life for the one he loved, even though she didn't return the feeling, but I guess that's how the cookie crumbles, life is cruel, Eragon told me he's had first hand experience, whatever that means".

"Why are you making me feel so horrible, I'm not such a bad person!" she threw out of herself.
"Maybe you still don't understand, but Eragon is dead! He was our only chance and he died for you!I knew Eragon enough to observe that he was no fool and that there was always a logical explanation for what he did, but dying for you and leaving his responsibilities to me was the most un thought through decision he ever made! Tell me now Arya, how will we survive without him, not to mention saving Alagesia, How!?"

Arya couldn't take it much longer, the pressure was too much to endure, finally she broke.
Tears were running down her face, she looked up to Brom and said "You ask me how? I don't know how! You think I'm Eragon who always knew what to do? Well I'm not! I'm just an elf princess whose dearest have been taken away! I can't! I can't Brom, It's too much for me, why did he have to die?"

Saphira S "I know it must be really hard for you right now, but If I were you I'd be glad that I'm still alive. Frankly speaking, I can't believe you haven't died with Eragon, either you must be really special and play a key important role in the future which is why you're alive, because that's your destiny or your rider isn't dead, though I doubt it"

Saphira J replied "You speak wisdom, dragon, I'll be fine, just give me some time" then she made a sound that resembled a chuckle at the sudden rime.

Eragon sat up, he was sitting on a couch,

he heard two familiar voices, they filled him with joy

"could it be?" he thought.
"Well I see somebody's up" laughed Roran,
"High time, too. You've been under for five days, you must be starving" said Garrow "I just finished making turkey for dinner"
Eragon opened his eyes, he didn't see anything at first but the light that was blinding him, after a while he got used to the sun rays filling the room.
He couldn't believe it, it was his house, Roran and Garrow were alive and with him.
He tried contacting Saphira but to no avail, he thought that she had probably gone hunting, until evening, when Garrow couldn't light the fire and asked Eragon for help.
"Ha! One word and it'll light up like a match lights a scroll" he thought, Eragon lifted his palm spoke the words, but nothing happened, he scratched his head and only then noticed that his ingeasia was not there.
Eragon sat confused, but either way he was starving, he ate the delicious turkey after using sticks to start a fire, he had to get oriented in this reality so he decided to ask questions, he came up to Roran and spoke "So, where's Katrina?"
"At our house" he replied.
Eragon couldn't believe they had a house, in their previous life Roran had nothing except for Garrows blessing and now he had a real fortune.
"What's Sloan doing?" he asked again,
"Probably eating dinner with Katrina and her mom at our house" said Roran
Eragon: Sloan accepted you as Katrina's husband?
Roran: Why wouldn't he, we bought meat from from him every week, I had my own farm, house and not to mention my father's the lead dragon rider. With that he waved his palm and showed his igneasia.
Eragon could not believe it, but he had more questions:
So if you have your own house, then why where you at Garrow's house when I woke?
Roran: Oh my, you really must have been hit harder than I thought.
Eragon: What do you mean?
Roran: Well, do you remember when we throwing snowballs at each other with Baldor and Albriech? Baldor threw a snowball at you, he hit you straight in the head and you fell to the ground.

Roran: When we checked why you fell it turned out that the snowball had been a rock covered with snow, so I nursed you back at home until you regained consciousness. Now if you don't mind, I have to tend to Saphira
Eragon: Wait, I have one more question, If your my cousin and your father is Brom, your mother is Selena, then my father is... Garrow?
Roran: You seem surprised.
Eragon: No! This can't be!
He started running away from the fire, Roran yelled "Where are you going?"

"To get my life back!" he screamed and disappeared into the night.
Only after running twelve leagues did he notice it was the middle of winter and he had no shoes, his toes pained him terribly.
He was in the middle of the spine, he decided that the only way to get warmer was by moving, so he started exercising himself to take away the pain, both mental and physical. He didn't notice that under the snow there were thorns, he stepped on them and lost balance after jumping back from the contact, he was falling, as he hit his head on the stone he lost consciousness, he felt he was loosing blood quickly, the last thing he thought of was Arya.

He heard a voice say: Eragon, do you now see what you have caused?

He was scared, he asked "Who are you? How did you get inside my head? What do you want!?"

"I'm someone who wants to set your life on its natural course" the voice said

"And what course is that?" he asked even more freaked out

"I can only tell you what you know, you must put the pieces together" the voice said.

To Eragon the voice was too familiar, it reminded him of someone, someone who he knew better than anyone else

"Are you me from the future?" he asked

"Good, now we're getting somewhere, think very hard Eragon, how must you alter the past to have the future you've always wanted?" the voice said

Eragon had to think a while to understand what the voice was trying to tell him, finally he stated
"You're trying to warn me so that I do not make the same mistakes you did?"

"Ah, this is easier then I thought It would be, you've been most co-operative, maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to save the future. I wish you good luck, for all of our sakes, especially Arya's" the voice answered

Somehow a feeling of horror gripped him.

"Are you trying to tell me that I die in the near future and then from the void I contact myself from the past?" Eragon mumbled questionably

"You're correct, I cannot assist you anymore than I have by bringing you into this coma and showing you visions from the future that will occur unless you change the past to your advantage"

Eragon felt as if he were tricked, then double tricked, after which someone was trying to tell him it was a prank, but he finally said "So I'm not dead and I'm not only fighting for my future but also yours?" He asked

"I had no Idea you'd be able to figure that out so quickly, but yes" the voice told him

"So if I fail, then I'll contact my younger self from the past from the void just like you have contacted me now?" Eragon wondered

"You're very bright, I see you'll figure out the rest on your own and I'm hoping you won't disappoint me and yourself. You have to go now, It was nice speaking with you" the voice whispered

"No! Wait! How will I know what to change in the past?" He desperately cried but no one answered

Eragon opened his eyes, It was dark, he felt something terribly heavy on him.
He yelled "Jierda!"...

A/N Tha tha! Abra-cadabra and what do you know?
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