Redemption

"With that brush, I felt as if I was Nature and Nature was me; I was the ant that scrabbled to hunt down food; I was the plant stretching out to reach the sun; I was their teacher who was currently organizing a couple of scrolls; I was their dragon, felt his scales getting warmed by the sun, recognised his heartbeats, felt the rough scales patching up his scars; in the end, deep down beneath all this, I was the young Rider too, their curls slightly damp for the recent bath, their breaths even.
Then, this peace shattered, for their mind untangled itself from mine and tipped itself out of balance. Their dragon snapped his head up and roamed the sky with his eyes, looking for what disturbed his Rider.
I projected all my efforts to be heard by both of their minds.
-Come find me.-"

Or: what if Galbatorix's dragon (OC) and his new rider fly up to Navarre, and our golden bean Andarna has a brother.

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