Never Ask An Elf For Help; They

They Asked Him For Help Rebuilding The Farm, But E Only Shook His Head With A Pang Of Longing In His Heart. I'm Tracking Your Killers",he Whispered To His Uncle.-eragon

Pain Is Pain. It Needs No Description.

The Monsters Of The Mind Are Far Worse Than Those That Actually Exist.

After A Pause, He Asked, 'what Do You Think Of Nasuada's Plans?' 'mmm...she's Doomed! You're Doomed! They're All Doomed!'she Cackled, Doubling Over, Then Straightened Abruptly. 'notice I Didn't Specify What Kind Of Doom, So No Matter What Happens, I Predicted It. How Very Wise Of Me.' She Lifted The Basket Again, Setting It On One Hip. 'i Supposed I Won't See You For A While, So Farewell, Best Of Luck, Avoid Roasted Cabbage, Don't Eat Earwax, And Look On The Bright Side Of Life!' And With A Cheery Wink, She Strolled Off, Leaving Eragon Blinking And Nonplussed.

Misfoutune Always Comes To Those Who Wait. The Trick Is To Find Happiness In The Breif Gaps Between Distaters.