Saphira Bjartskular

((Independent Roleplay Blog for Saphira Bjartskular, set after the events of Inheritance. This blog is cross-fandom and singleship.)) ((THIS IS SAPHIRA ONLY, ERAGON NOT INCLUDED. That means any Eragon is welcome to approach me.))

[saphiraskulblaka]

Maybe you could take up a human character? It might be easier to start threads with people.

((I took up the character because I wanted to roleplay Saphira...who is a dragon. Uhm. I'm not entirely sure what this question was getting at.))

[saphiraskulblaka]

((Hunting for Inheritance roleplayers. Drop by my inbox if you just want to chat! c:))

[saphiraskulblaka]

((Wondering if I should revive this blog. I do miss my old roleplaying-as-a-badass-dragon days.))

[evanbdiaz]

into the sky to win or die!

[fayth-damery-deactivated2013123]

[unoriginalbutunique]

Live in the present, remember the past and fear not the future, for it doesn’t exist and never shall. There is only now

Saphira, Eldest (via unoriginalbutunique)

[anadventurousdutchflower]

“without fear, there cannot be courage.”

[evanbdiaz]

[hidingincorners]

Visit Original Link

“It’s Time” - Imagine Dragons

So… This song is pretty amazing. Yep. Happiness in lyric form. My joy is too immense and awe-inspiring for words.

[thekingofcorruption-deactivated]

Clear your mind of such thoughts. They cannot be answered and will make you no happier.

Saphira to Eragon (via thekingofcorruption)

[vanillabeanthere]

“A soft growl emanated from Saphira. I can’t help it. I have wool stuck between my teeth. Now I remember why I hate eating sheep. Horrible, fluffy things that give me hair balls and indigestion.”

~ Brisingr

[kirss123golh-blog]

[wonderfulspontaneity]

Saphira: We are about to change history… Eragon: We’re throwing ourselves off a cliff without knowing how deep the water below is! Saphira: Ah, but what a glorious flight!

(via wonderfulspontaneity)

[hereliesalagaesia]

Saphira, from the one and only Ticcy on Deviantart

[hereliesalagaesia]

No hunter of the sky should end his days as prey. Better to die on the wing than pinned to the ground.

Saphira (via hereliesalagaesia)

[hereliesalagaesia]

Live in the present, remember the past, and fear not the future, for it doesn’t exist and never shall. There is only now.

Saphira (via hereliesalagaesia)

[saphiraskulblaka]

grounded

She was walking, in a place she could not identify. Despite this, the grass smelled sweet, the sun was nice, and the deer nibbled peacefully nearby...Saphira had never been so close to a herd of deer before without them noticing her, and became enthralled with their innocent beauty.

A shadow swept overhead and the animals ran, startled into flight. Saphira looked up, wondering what could cast so large a shadow.

It was Fírnen.

The green dragon's scales glistened brightly in the sun. Saphira felt a rush of excitement at seeing him so soon. With a roar he invited her to join him by his side, her queen of the skies.

Saphira sprang, unfurling her wings.

Her feet hit earth again.

The dragon whirled, bewildered. Her wings were there. She should be able to fly.

Then why am I still on the ground?

Again and again she sprang, roaring with frustration and confusion. Again and again her wings betrayed her, pretty things, but useless. She was unable to get airborne.

She was grounded.

Above her, Fírnen wheeled, his green form bright in the summer sky. The two roared at eachother, trying to reach eachother, but at that moment a great gust of wind sprang up. Saphira sprang again and again, watching helplessly as her mate was slowly forced out of sight.

And then Saphira was alone.

***

It is the loud growl that wakes her. Saphira surges to her feet, forcing the last threads of her dream to shreds as she snarls and snaps around her at shadows. It is some time before she realises that the growl was her own.

Saphira? What's wrong?

Eragon sits up, his hair ruffled. He eyes her in sleepy concern.

It's...it's nothing. I'm sorry I woke you, little one.

The boy - well, a man now, really - watches her for a moment, but knowing she would not budge on her mind, he lies back down on his sleeping mat with a sigh. Wake me in the morning then, Saphira. Don't go too far. Who knows things might want to eat me.

Though Saphira doesn't respond in kind, his attempt to cheer her up improves her mood, if only slightly. She turns and makes her way out of the clearing.

Her path through the forest finally comes to a stop when she reaches a large cliff. Saphira walks to the edge, taking a moment to look out at the darkened sky, sprinkled with tiny pinpricks of light. In the distance the moon is a splash of brightness. 

Normally, the sight soothed her, but tonight it only reminds her of what she had failed to reach.

You are a dragon. Grow some teeth! she scolds herself fiercely. It was only a dream!

Dream or not, she stands there for a long long time.