I Am Not Who I Was, But

I Have To Admit, That's A Remarkable Bruise. You Should Be Proud; It's Quite A Feat To Get Injured In The Manner You Did And In That...particular...place.

She Gave Him A Wan Smile. "and Then You Came, Eragon. You And Saphira. After Hope Had Deserted Me And I Was About To Be Taken To Galbatorix In Uru'baen, A Rider Appeared To Rescue Me. A Rider And A Dragon!" "and Morzan's Son," He Said. "both Of Morzan's Sons." "describe It How You Will, It Was Such An Improbable Rescue, I Occasionally Think That I Did Go Mad And That I've Imagined Everything Since.

To While Away The Day Contemplating Evils That Might Have Been Is To Poison The Happiness We Already Have.

Root Of A Tree, Fruit Of A Vine, Let Me Pass By This Blood Of Mine.

Saphira Waved Her Tail, The Tip Whistling Loudly. "i'm Not Asking You To. However, If We Attack First, We May Gain The Advantage." "have You Gone Crazy? They'll..." Eragon's Voice Trailed Off As He Thought About It. "they Won't Be Able To Do A Thing." "exactly," Said Saphira. "we Can Inflict Lots Of Damage From A Safe Height." "let's Drop Rocks On Them!