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Inheritance: Legacy Part 5Chapter 4: Old FriendsInheritance: Legacy Part 5 by f14ace
Brom and Arya continued on their way through the dense forest.
The group traveled onward for about another hour. Suddenly from out of the trees, two male elves armed with bows emerge, their arrows pointed at Arya and Brom.
One of the elf guards lowered his bow and gasped, "Princess Arya? Brom? You've returned!"
Arya dismounted and said to one of the guards, "Ayolus, it is urgent that we speak to Queen Islanzadi at once! The egg has hatched!"
"It hatched? For whome?" inquired the other guard.
"We have brought the Rider and two dragons with us."
"Two dragons?" the guard asked.
"It's complicated to explain. We must to speak to Queen Islanzadi at once." Brom insisted.
Brom summoned Eragon and the two dragons to land in a nearby clearing.
The two guards stared in amazement as the dragons landed.
"Magnificent…" one of the guards uttered, staring at the two dragons.
"This is a momentous occasion, but we really must speak to the queen." Arya said.
"Of course, m'lad
Inheritance: Legacy Part 4Chapter 3: LegacyInheritance: Legacy Part 4 by f14ace
Eragon was in his saddle atop Saphira's back. They raced through the clouds with a great sense of urgency. He was unsure of what was happening, or where they were going, but the next thing he knew, Saphira dived steeply through the clouds below. Eragon briefly took in the scene around him. Below was a coastal city under siege. Several buildings were burning and fighting raged in the streets below. All around him, Eragon saw many gigantic black creatures, possibly lethrblaka, battling with some kind of indistinguishable bird-like creatures. Somewhere below, a series of thunderous explosions rocked the city. Eragon directed his attention toward the bay, where several ships were laying siege to the city from the sea. One ship in particular caught his attention. It was quite large. It was far away and he had difficulty making out it's details, but there was another series of loud booms as the ship seemed to spout fire and smoke, followed by more explosions rocking the cit
Inheritance: Legacy Part 3Chapter 3:Inheritance: Legacy Part 3 by f14ace
Brom stood gazing up at the aquamarine dragon, clearly at a loss for words.
It's alright, Brom. I'm here. the dragon said in a gentle tone, nuzzling the side of his face.
There was a brief silence that lasted for several seconds before Brom reached a hand toward the dragon that stood before him. Gently, his hand touched the side of her face.
"It's really you…" Brom gasped in barely a whisper. "This isn't a dream... You're really here!"
The old Rider instantly threw his arms around the dragon's neck, tears streaming down his face.
"Saphira… I've missed you so much."
And I have missed you too, dear one. his dragon replied.
Finally, Brom released Saphira and gazed at her. Then he asked the burning question that everyone else present was wondering.
"How is this possible? I saw you die, and no magic can bring back the dead."
The elder Saphira replied, I will be more than happy to explain everything, Brom. But first…
The cyan dragoness
Memories by SolopatearMemories- memories of an age pastMemories by Solopatear by MusesMultiPage
Memories of a land once green and peaceful torn by war
Memories of a father who took up his sword against his own son when he could not be swayed
Memories of a voice wailing in agony as a dear friend slowly faded
Memories of cold steel between my ribs- of tears not for myself, but for the magnificent creature that shared my life-force
Memories of the first time I experienced death