Eragon
By Christopher Paolini
The wind was cool and crisp, Eragon shivered. He
had been tracking a lame doe for many miles up the Spine. The herd of deer
finely stopped to rest. Eragon got his bow ready. He found were the doe had settled
he got a little more than five feet to it. There was a sudden bright light and
before it faded there was a loud whipping noise that echoed through the forest.
The deer’s jolted upward, Eragon let go missing the doe by inches. The arrow disappeared
into the forest. Eragon cursed to him-self, there went the meat that was going
to pull them through winter and one of his arrows. In the middle of were the
bright light came from was a large stone, the plants and trees by it were scorched.
Eragon cautiously went to the stone. Looked around and then kneeled by the
stone. Looking around once more he picked it up. The stone weighed about five
pounds and was a foot long. It was dark sapphire blue with white vanes all
around it. Eragon put the stone back down and opened his bag then put the stone
in it. He needed to get back home. He could probably sell it to Sloan for meat.
It toke him haft a day to get back to Carvehall. When he was in town he went to
Sloan and tried to sell the stone to him but Sloan wouldn’t take it because
Eragon found it in the Spine. Horst the black smith for the town came in when
they were talking and get into it. In the end, Horst paid for the meat and
Eragon still had the stone. When Eragon was home his uncle Garrow asked him where
he got the meat from. After he had a long talk with Garrow about what happened,
he went to his room and toke out the stone and looked at it more closely. It
was beautiful. He put it on his little shelf that had all his other trinkets on
it. Then pulled off his shirt and went to bed.
In the middle of the night there was a little loud squeak. Eragon sat up
straight looked around the room with the little light that the moon gave. Thinking
that it might have just been a mouse fell back asleep. A little while later
there was another louder this time. Eragon slowly sat up, lit a candle and
looked around the room again. Then stopped and stared at the stone.
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