Jared Miller

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Eragon just contacted me and asked for you to join him in Farthen Dûr. The dwarves— Arching her neck, Saphira roared toward the sky, sending the fire from her belly rippling out through her mouth in a flickering sheet of flame. Nasuada staggered back from her while everyone else within earshot froze and stared at Saphira. Rising to her feet, Saphira shook herself from head to tail, her weariness forgotten, and spread her wings in preparation for flight.
Brisingr (The Inheritance Cycle, #3)
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