I Am The Victor. In The End

What Will Be Will Be.no One Can Escape Fate's Design.

If You Don't Make A Few Ememies Now And Then, You're A Coward-or Worse. Besides, It As Worth It To See His Reaction. Oh, He Was Angry! - Angela To Eragon

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."

They Enveloped Each Other Within The Folds Of Their Thoughts, Holding Each Other With An Intimacy No Physical Embrace Could Replicate, Allowing Their Identities To Merge Once Again. Their Greatest Comfort Was A Simple One: They Were No Longer Alone. To Know That You Were With The One Who Cared For You, And Who Understood Every Fiber Of Your Being, And Who Would Not Abandon You Even In The Most Desperate Of Circumstances, That Was The Most Precious Relationship A Person Could Have, And They Both Cherished It.

It Got So That When He Closed His Eyes, Letters And Words Danced In His Mind. He Thought Of Little Else During That Time.