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        Memories are the only thing which transport you down memory lane. The thing which had seemingly been lost may yet live in one's memory. When Eragon stumbles on a polished blue stone in the forest, he does not envisage beyond the discovery of a farm boy. Oh boy! Little he realises then that the lucky discovery is nothing short of a goldmine. To his delight, truth dawns on Eragon that the stroke of fortune he had landed could be equated with the Empire itself.

        Does Eragon has the wherewithal to take on the mantle of the legendary Dragon Riders? For all he knew, the fate of the Empire may well be saddled on his tender shoulders!

        Can Eragon take up the mantle of the legendary Dragon Riders? The fate of the Empire may rest in his hands. History has it that the Empire was born long before the time of your great grandfather. Preserving the piece of history was more than a job which the Dragon Riders relished.

        Seemingly immortal were the batches confined of ten men each. The powers be used them to bring in the tall cities and towers out of the living stone. Money rolled as never before with the prosperity level assuming menacing proportions. At the height of their power, came the birth of Galbatorix, blessed with a supernatural power.

        Things reach a pass where the Galbatorix gets the measure of the Riders' in one hell of a long drawn out bloody battle. From that day on, his ruling was the final word.