A1. Eragon

Happily Never After... Prose 1

“Hey! Wake up!” I woke up lazily. It was still quite dark to be morning. The window was open and I saw him by my side; Eragon. “Wanna have some fun?” he asked excitedly. “I always get in trouble because of you.” I sighed. “Come on! It’ll be fun I promise. Nobody will find out!” he said opening the window and putting a leg out. “Are you ready?” He asked stretching his hand out to me. I sighed but smiled almost immediately and gave my hand in his. 

We jumped out the window and into the bush underneath the window trying not to make a sound while running off into the silent streets. We fooled around the streets racing, chasing, and then finally landing on the grass exhausted. “I really enjoy your visits.”, I confessed. “You do?” He asked not believing me. “But I always put you in trouble.”, he said in a low voice. I get up from the grass and look him in the eye and plainly state, ”That’s the risk I’m willing to take. You are the only person who makes me feel alive. Everyone thinks I’m crazy. They are just trying to ‘fix’ me. You are the only one who takes me for who I am. They don’t know, they don’t understand. They never will.” 

I could swear I saw his eyes glisten with a tear before he got up and helped me stand too. We spent the rest of the night walking through the streets talking about random stuff.” When it was almost morning he helped me up my window. “Before I leave.” He went through his pocket and got out a beautiful little white flower “Here. I plucked it from the garden.” I take it and smile. “Thank you,” I respond before closing the window and him fading out of there.

 I just go back and lie on my bed staring at the ceiling because there was no point in sleeping now. It was gonna be morning soon and I was wide awake. Not long after, the maid came in and greeted me in the same pompous manner she always does. “Good morning Darling! Already awake?” she asked. “Yes, Maria,” I replied as she helped me into my wheelchair. “Remember you have an appointment with Dr. Davis today?” “Yes, Maria,” 

“Had a good night's sleep?” 

“Uh-huh.”

“Did he…”

“Eragon? Yes, he did. We went for a walk actually.”

Maria looked at me with sympathy and concern. “Honey… He’s-”

“Dead. I know. 4 Years ago.”

“You know what? We will tell Dr. Davis about this new dream. Hmm?”

“Sure…”

Maria smiles at me and proceeds to clean my room as always. While cleaning she finds the white flower and asks me, “Who gave you this beautiful?”

I just smile, no matter what I say, everyone is going to tell me the same. 

“No one.”