Go Slowly, So That You Do Not

He Closed His Eyes And Sank Into The Warm Dusk That Separates Consciosness And Sleep, Where Reality Bends And Sways To The Wind Of Thought, And Where Creativity Blossoms In Its Freedom From Boundaries And All Things Are Possible.

I've Never Been Helpless, I Just Have Powerful Enemies

Eragon Cried Out, And In His Desperation He Reached For Saphira And The Eldunarí... And Without Meaning To, He Drew From Their Stories Of Energy. And With That Energy He Cast A Spell. It Was A Spell Without Words... His Was A Spell Of Instinct And Emotion; Language Could Not Contain It.

There Are Decades In The Making Of The One Man Of Renown; Multitudes That Go Unnoticed Who Must Wreathe For Him A Crown.

As A Person I Couldnt Say, Although I Am Well Apuainted With Tales Of His Atrocities. Every Time Brom And I Crossed Paths With Him, He Was Trying To Kill Us. Or Ratar, Capture, Torture, And Then Killus, None Of Which Are Productive To Establishing A Close Relationship" _ Jeod