...even The Smallest Of The Starlings' Concerns

Characters Are Born From Necessity.

I Cannot Prove That Gods Do Not Exist. Nor Can I Prove That The World And Everything In It Was Not Created By An Entity Or Entities In The Distant Past. But I Can Tell You That In The Millennia We Elves Have Studied Nature, We Have Never Witnessed An Instance Where The Rules That Govern The World Have Been Broken. That Is, We Have Never Seen A Miracle. Many Events Have Defied Our Ability To Explain, But We Are Convinced That We Failed Because We Are Still Woefully Ignorant About The Universe And Not Because A Deity Altered The Workings Of Nature.

Haven't Had Your Fill Of Interesting Events?" "never. They Are The Spice Of Life." She Held Up Her Half-finished Hat. "how Do You Like It?" "it's Nice. The Blue Is Pretty. But What Do The Runes Say?" "raxacori-oh, Never Mind. It Wouldn't Mean A Thing To You Anyway. Safe Travels To You And Saphira, Eragon. And Remember To Watch Out For Earwigs And Wild Hamsters. Ferocious Things, Wild Hamsters."

It’s Like Trying To Herd A Flock Of Geese,” Said Orik. “they’re Always Trying To Go Off On Their Own, They Make An Obnoxious Noise, And They’ll Bite Your Hand First Chance They Get.

I Refuse To Repent, And I Won't Plague Myself Over What Is Done And Past