....avoid Roasted Cabbage, Do Not Eat Earwax,

And The Ship Sailed Onward, Gliding Serenely Down The Moonlit River Toward The Dark Lands Beyond.

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

It S Funny To See A Hatchling Like You Beaten By The Old One.

He Closed His Eyes And Sank Into The Warm Dusk That Separates Consciosness And Sleep, Where Reality Bends And Sways To The Wind Of Thought, And Where Creativity Blossoms In Its Freedom From Boundaries And All Things Are Possible.

See This Pebble?" "yes." "take It." Eragon Did And Stared At The Unremarkable Lump. It Was Dull Black, Smooth, And As Large As The End Of His Thumb. There Were Countless Stones Like It On The Trail. "this Is Your Training." Eragon Looked Back At Him, Confused. "i Don't Understand." "of Course You Don't," Said Brom Impatiently. "that's Why I'm Teaching You And Not The Other Way Around. Now Stop Talking Or We'll Never Get Anywhere.