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I think you understand how painful Oromis was when deciding to leave. Eragon nodded unconsciously as he recalled the city with its beautiful towers lying on the cliffs and illuminated by the moonlight. That’s why we were not in Ilirea and the Crusaders attacked just a few hours later. And that is why we are not in Vroengard when those guys defeat the entire force and capture Doru Araeba. From Ilirea we went to Du Weldenvarden in the hope that the elves healers could heal Oromis and restore the ability to cast. OCEAN WINE AND SHE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER POSTER. When they couldn’t, we decided to stay because it would be safer to stay than fly to Vroengard while both are injured and can be attacked while in flight. Brom and Saphira are not with us. Although we advise them to stop them, they still join the war and in this war, Saphira died. And now you two know how the Three Traitors caught us and how we got out. After a while, Saphira said, Thank you who told the story, Ebrithil. Nothing, Bjartskular, but never tell me to tell. As the moon reached the summit, Eragon saw a faint orange light in the darkness. It takes a while to realize that it is the torchlight and the light from Teirm is very far away.
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And, above the lights was a yellow light that appeared for a split second like a big eye glancing at it, then disappeared and appeared, flashing as if eyes were blinking. The Teirm lighthouse lights on, it speaks to both Saphira and Glaedr. So a storm is coming, Glaedr said. Saphira stopped flapping her wings and Eragon felt the girl descending slowly on the ground. Half an hour later she landed. At that time, Teirm is just a faint northern light and the light from the lighthouse is not much brighter than the star light. Saphira blew a donkey on a campfire on a deserted coast. Under the moonlight, the hard, flat coast turned white while the slapping waves of gray and black looked angry, as if the sea was greedily eating the land. Eragon removed his leg strap and slipped away from Saphira, glad to stretch his muscles. He noticed the scent of seawater as he walked along the beach to the great fire, his cloak fluttering behind him. After that, it turned and ran back to Saphira. She was still in the same place, looking far into the sea.
He stopped not knowing what she was going to say, but since his sister remained silent, he turned again to the fire. Her sister will say when she is ready. Eragon ran back and forth until he was warm and his feet began to tremble. But during that time, Eragon looked only at the sea. When Eraagon sat down next to her, Glaedr spoke. Try is a foolish game. Eragon tilted his head, not knowing who the old dragon was talking to. I know I can do it, says Saphira. I’ve never been to Vroengard, Glaedr said. And if there’s a storm, I’ll fly straight into the ocean or worse. OCEAN WINE AND SHE LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER POSTER. Many dragons died from overconfidence. The wind is not your friend, Saphira. It can help you, but it can also kill you. I’m not a baby dragon controlled by the wind! No, but you’re still young and I don’t think you’re ready. If we wait we will take a lot of time! Maybe, but it would be safer to get there. What are you two talking about? Eragon asked. The sand under Saphira’s front feet crunched as she pressed down on her nails. We have to decide, Glaedr said. From here, Saphira could either fly straight to Vroengard or follow the north coast until it reached the nearest mainland and then only then did it turn west and fly over the sea. Which way is faster? Eragon asked, though he had guessed the answer. Fly straight, SAPhira said.
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But if that was the case, she would have to fly nonstop. Saphira interrupted in anger. But the road is not further from the Varden to here. Am I wrong? Now I’m tired, and if there’s a storm. Then you will fly over the storm! She said and exhaled a yellowish-blue flame from her nostrils. The flames that vanished before Eragon’s eyes left only a flash of light. Now I see nothing. It rubbed his eyes to make afterimages disappear. Is flying straight from here really only dangerous? Yes, Glaedr roared. How much more time will it take if we fly along the coastline? Half a day or more. Eragon’s chin frightened as she stared into the water. Then he looked up at Saphira and, in a low voice, he spoke. Are you sure you can do it? She turned her neck to look at it with one big eye. The pupil widens until it comes close to a circle; it was so black and large, Eragon had a feeling that he was drawn and would disappear in it. I’m sure, her sister said. It nodded and stroked his hair in consideration. So we have to try. Glaedr, if needed, can you guide her? Who can help her, right?