InsaneJournal

Who: Eragon and Legolas
What: Comparing elfin notes?
When: Late afternoon, Day 12
Where: Outside the Labyrinth
Rating: Probably quite low!
Status: Incomplete



It was getting late, though it was hard to tell by anything other than his own internal system as dark as everything was. Apparently, the point of this new layout was to strike others with beams. It wouldn't hurt them, but you'd get points for it? Eragon was more than a bit confused by the game, and the world surrounding him. Why wasn't this place making any sense? He'd done so much studying and learning recently, but none of it matched what he was seeing in front of him.

He was reaching that place in his head that proved he was just barely seventeen. He was angry and worried and even a bit scared if he'd admit it. Closing his mind off from Saphira, he wandered off on his own. Though he'd have plenty to answer for later, he needed the time to himself. That and she seemed perfectly content to chase the small goblin creatures where he was...less than content.

He found himself standing at the edge of the large maze, which was apparently untouched by the developments around it. That, in a way, was comforting. Things that didn't change all the time made him feel a little more at ease. Even if it was apparently laced with dangerous creatures and happenings.

Carefully, he reached out a hand, brushing the edges of the entrance. What, exactly, lay on the other side? And was it something he and Saphira could tackle? There seemed to be a belief that, on making it through the obstacle, one could be sent home. They could finish the war, then. For better or for worse. It was something to consider.