I made it so that in part of the actual song, 4 the ppl that read the song, is more appropriate 2 Eragon and language. Eragon thinking about Arya after The Battle at the Burning Plains. 1st fanfic, read and review! OMG THAT WAS LIKE IMPOSSIBLE 2 FIGURE OUT HOW 2 EDIT IT! BUT I GOT IT!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Eragon or James Blunt's song, You're Beautiful


My life is brilliant.

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.

There she was, the girl that had been haunting my dreams, thoughts, and heart.

FLASHBACK! She was standing at the doorway of her room, waiting and watching to see what I would do next. I started to hand her the flowers I had brought her, but she stopped me. END FLASHBACK!

Now I see her watching the sunset with thousands of dead surrounding her. I would do anything to win her hand, heart, and to know that she was mine; but in her heart, she just wouldn't let go of the past and move onto the present.

She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

That night I had gone into her room, there was a picture of an elf. I feel that he is the reason that Arya won't move on with her life, and sticks to the past. That night, I felt as if something happened, like she was trying and trying to let go, and I think that sooner or later she will finally let go, and realize that he is dead and I am alive and will do anything just to have her be mine.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

She stands there, a brave soldier and elf, staring into the sunset like it's the last one she will see. It reminds me of when she and Saphira were watching the sunrise right before we arrived in Ellesméra. I finally get up the courage and I start walking toward the beautiful figure that is haunting me constantly.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

She turned as she heard someone coming up beside her. "Hello Shadeslayer"; that's all she said, just a simple, hello shadeslayer. Then she turned back to the sunset like I wasn't even there. Her face looked even more beautiful if that could be possible with the pinks and purples of the sunset scattered on her. We just stand there next to each other silently, watching the sunset.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Saphira then took me flying, to try to get her off my mind, but I can't. It's impossible for me to do that and both Saphira and I know it. Because she haunts my dreams, my thoughts, and my heart.


VOILA.

FIN.