Chapter 16: The Tempest and The Reckoning
Eragon's eyelids fluttered to the feel of a warm tickle traveling slowly from the blunt of his snout to the top of his forehead. Roused from a peaceful sleep, he slowly opened them, instantly mouthing a warm smile - a deep, contented rumble...
Chapter 12: Of Fire and Iron
A red-orange glow was just beginning to arch over the top of the eastern mountain range when Eragon roused from deep sleep. Eyes closed, he felt the pleasant warmth of Saphira's body laying next to him, her flank gently brushing against his with the...
I Am Yours my Dragon Ell
Dragon Ell, oh my Dragon Ell I will love you for always Forever, forever Your name, your beautiful name is written on my heart, On my heart Your name, your beautiful name is written on my soul, On my soul All my days I am your pup My heart, my...
Chapter 13: The Way of a Dragon
A gust of wind swirled through the clearing, rustling the tall evergreens that lined its eastern edge. Eragon grunted, jerking his head up from Saphira's with a start as a chorus of cracks and snaps - followed by a muffled thud - echoed from the...
Chapter 17: A Rider's Confession
Murtagh bolted awake, sitting up with eyes widened in a kind of delirium, panting through clenched teeth. Gripping his head with both hands, he growled. "Stop ... stop ... STOP IT!" Ignoring his plea, the torrent ensued, driving him to an ever...
Chapter 7: A Heart That Burns Alone
SNAP! Saphira nipped the unsuspecting intruder and watched with irritation as the frightened bittern squawked then flew away in a cloud of plumage. With a snort she rested her head back upon her claws and thought. _Lucky for you I'm not hungry pesky...
Schellion Run: Summary Teaser
Okay ... so this is the first of several stories I'm currently working for post on SF. This particular post is intended as a summary teaser: to introduce the main characters, drop a little plot device for our protagonist, Andy, and finish off with a...
Chapter 18 - Honor from Darkness
Thorn crouched and coiled his tail around his body, its spade tip resting over his forepaws. From the rocky plateau near the top of Du Fells Nángoröth he gazed out over the Hadarac Desert, his heart feeling as barren as the sweeping sands reaching to...