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roran: *punches eragon in the face*

murtagh: *is just out searching for eragon*

eragon: THE FARM FIRE WAS MY FAULT !

brom: *is searching for fucks to give*

selena: I DIDN’T RUN AWAY FOR THIS !

brom: you should have run farther.

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                s e l e n a  |  m o t h e r .

the touch of his hand as he grips onto her arm to stop her leaving, stills her. this is not a situation she had ever thought to be in. when she had come to join the varden, pretending as she was that she was no one of importance, she had told herself she would only look upon eragon from afar. never would she speak to the boy, not unless his life was on the line.

but here she was, stood before her youngest born. he was born out of love - real love - and hope for a better tomorrow. but he was also born in all the fear she could ever have. fear of morzan and the choices she had made that had brought her to where she was then.

oh how her heart wants to break at the very sight of him! grown and strong and all the things a mother can only hope her children are blessed with. and yet also upon his shoulders is so much responsibility in a war she never wished upon him.

the look in her eyes softens - it is a mother’s look, as she finally meets his eyes. she will not admit to who she is, this is not a right she has anymore. she can be no more than the handmaiden she has claimed to be. but she has resolved to speak, to answer the best she can the questions he seems to have.

gently she moves to take his hand off of her arm and in doing so, she answers him. “what is it you wish to know?”

If this were his mother, he did not care for how she lived her past. If this were her mother, he was glad Brom killed Morzan for not even his brother deserved a father such as him ! Rather. . .the secret was out. Murtagh wasn’t the  ONLY  son of Morzan, but Eragon as well. The battle of the Burning Plains where the two boys had clashed. . .it had left a hole in Eragon’s heart. Murtagh had said it in the Ancient Language and everyone knew that one could  NOT  lie in the ancient language. 

Brown eyes darted back to his grip on her arm and hastily let go. He would not become what everyone thought he was. The son of Morzan. Never would he show an act of impulsive, ruthless violence towards another --- after looking upon what happened with Murtagh it had turned Eragon’s face paler than bone.  The look in his eyes changed to one of grief. He knew his question but how was she to know ?!

❛ -My apologies. I did not mean to startle you in such an unkindly manner. Never you mind about the question. . . ❜ he had been impulsive --- not thinking before he acted out. It had always been a habit of his he’d gotten scorned for from Brom and Saphira. The dragon rider turned his back to her, hands clasped behind his back as he tried holding an air of dignity all the while dying from the inside.  ❝ You may be on your way. . . ❞

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7 characters in 7 days

Day 1: Selena

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                                       @heavynlymuses | | | cont’d

           ᴀʜ, sᴇʟᴇɴᴀ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ. ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ᴍɪɴᴜs ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴛᴇᴇʟ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ! ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴜɴᴡᴀᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ʀᴇsᴏʟᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋ. ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɪɴᴅᴇᴇᴅ ɢʟᴏʀɪᴏᴜs ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ. ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴀɪʀ, ɢʀᴇᴇɴ-ɢʀᴇʏ ᴇʏᴇs...

Brom’s words echoed within his mind. How he missed the old fool. This woman before him. . .looked oddly familiar in what he had heard being described to him by the storyteller.  The way her eyes never seem to rest on him, he could feel her becoming unsettled by the second. The young man reached out, trying to grab at her arm before she could leave. His voice was that of steel, yet that steel tone of his shook --- everything from within shook him to the core, his very essence.  ❛ please, don’t go. i want to know more ! ❜ words that had not been spoken as of yet. 

              ⎧ I’ve already lost my brother. . .I don’t want to lose anyone else. . . ⎫

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Inheritance Cycle Dream Cast

part II

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Pre - Inheritance 

Brom 

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someone: welcome, my lord. 

eragon: *flushing madly* 

brom: oh ! a lord ? where ? huh. must be out of season.

eragon: *glaring*

someone: pardon ?

brom: you’ve got him mistaken. he’s only the lord of imbeciles.

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if i see a roran blog on here. and the first thing that blog would do is punch his cousin in the face for disappearing from carvahall, i would totally accept that.

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        M U R T A G H  |  B R O T H E R .

He’d been a friend to Eragon, and Eragon to him, but he shared blood with Morzan as much as he did Eragon. There existed within him a constant battle of good and evil, the anger and the constant cry in his heart for peace. “People are not black and white, Eragon. You think that there is only good or bad, but everyone has grey within them. I have done good, and I will have always done that, will have always been your friend, but my path leads me here. It was always going to.” No matter how hard he tried to keep himself from becoming his father, history was repeating itself. He sided with the king, fought his friend. He was always going to end up here, no matter how hard he tried to fight it. “I have no choice, brother. The king has us in his grasp, and he won’t let us go. He’d sooner see us dead than with you, and there’s nothing stopping him from seeing that happen.”

❛ that’s not true ! THAT’S NOT TRUE AND YOU KNOW IT ! ❜ the tone of his voice, cracked. his resolve was beginning to slip. he was losing him. murtagh was walking down a path farther than eragon could reach. the look on eragon’s face was pained --- as if his heart were tearing in two. to find out he had a brother, only to lose him. and in such a blasted way !  that could only mean. . .he’d have to fight murtagh. whatever galbatorix had over him was powerful enough to make him not sway.  ❝ you’re not him. you are NOT your father ! you may have his blood, you may LOOK like him, but your actions say otherwise ! I KNOW ! I KNOW YOU ! DO NOT DO THIS ! FOR IF YOU FLEE NOW, WE WILL BE ENEMIES ! ❞  ah -- the heart has been run through, shredded. the pieces falling into the dark depths. brown eyes shining with. . .tears ?

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Learning new things from the master. Actually I like this option more than the movie one. The movie was too dramatic

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       S A P H I R A .

           there is a hum in her chest ; a purr , happy to here his words . long neck arches , head lowering so that tip of nose pressed ‘gainst his cheek . ❝ i am glad to hear that , little one . as you are my rider first , i am your dragon first . ❞ hum becomes stronger , reaching up into the back of her throat , after a moment she pulls back enough to fix a single , large blue eye upon him . when she blinked there was a loud click of her lids . ❝ also know this , one shall love you as much as i just as i know the same with your love … and i do love you . ❞

he couldn’t help but let a twitch of a grin show. the boy lifted his hand to reach for her snout. never would he ever NOT get used to his dragon’s beauty --- how innocently the sun reflected off those brilliant blue scale. it just went to show that even beauty had it's chaos and saphira walked alongside it. she was the harbinger.  ❛ and when that happens, let’s make sure to meet the other even if one already knows them. is that negotiable to you, then ?  ❜

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when my eragon mentions saphira in any thread, he’s talking about @feasgar ‘s saphira. 

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those who he’d easily, most probable, get along with in GoT: arya stark, jon snow. . .daenerys, bran. 

y’know that’s not really a lot of friends. . .lmao

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brom: i need you two to do this for me, quickly ! hurry it up !

murtagh: but it’d be against my moral compass.

eragon: *snickers*

brom: YOUR MORAL COMPASS IS A ROULETTE WHEEL, BOY !

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“Thorn was my undoing,” Murtagh finally confessed. “When he hatched for me and we bonded…” He shook his head. “I love him. How could I not? I love him even as Eragon loves Saphira. The moment I touched him, I was lost.”

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Saphira: *threatens Eragon to eat him four times per week*

Someone else: *verbally threatens Eragon*

Saphira: how fast would you like to die