This is for stories I did for Eragon/Inheritance Cycle.
In the depths of the city of Farthen Dûr, a city located miles underground inside a mountain, there was a solitary room. Isolated and hidden inside one of the countless tunnels of the city it would only be noticeable to those who knew of it. Inside that room was a black haired women who was at the apex of joy for she had the key to all her dreams in her grasp.
'Or between my legs,' Trianna thought.
Alt. Version Trianna’s Ascendance
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