Previous Volume Volume Three: Brave Pilgrim I am not afraid. I look around me and see these trees are not the trees of my home; they twist and smile. They look mean. The winds echo with laughter, and the fog obscures my way. I know beyond the canopy, the midday sun shines high in the sky, yet within these woods, everything even feels so very dark. But I am not afraid. And I will keep telling myself this…
Previous Volume | Next Volume Volume Two: A Glowing Dream Glowy. Hoppy. Glowy hoppy! They hop and they glow! Blue and shiny and perfect. And someday, I will meet one. I’m still too young to leave these woods, you see. I have a few more seasons before I can finally step foot out of the Korok Forest and make my way through the vast land of Hyrule. But when I do, oh…I will find one. I can hardly…
Next Volume I have been here for so long. Empires have risen, empires have fallen, ages of golden peace and blackened terror have reigned among the people of this Goddess Land. And through it all, I have watched among the trees and spirits of the forest. I know fire. I know sun. I know rain and moon and time. Once, I knew an evil so dark, it ate me alive from the inside, completing one cycle and beginning the…
|| Previous Chapter || The demonic laughs and taunts of the Cubus Sisters as they surround her are the only thing Aryll can hear and see. The fog is oppressive and thick, and the only thing she can think is about how she’ll never see her brother again. He’s gone, and I’ll never see him again. Never. I’m so selfish, putting Komali and everyone else at risk to go on this journey and for nothing! As she tries to wipe her tears…
|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || As the island slowly comes into focus, it becomes more apparent that the large, sheer cliff sides Aryll saw before overlook two small islands. Through the telescope, she can even pick out what looks like a small shack with a wisp of smoke coming out of the chimney. She thought she might see some wreckage but knew it was wishful thinking. Loot rummages through a chest in the pilot house while Skett and Akoot flank…
|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || As soon as the door latches behind her, Aryll slips off her sandals. “Grandma, I’m home, and I have something to tell you-” she calls as she steps into the kitchen and is stopped short. Expecting to find Grandma sewing or in the kitchen, Aryll finds her sitting next to the window, back to her as she gazes out at the ocean. It’s been a long time since she’s seen her like this. When her…
|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || Aryll’s hands shake, and her mind races. If Tetra’s in trouble, that means Brother is too! She quickly folds the letter and shoves it in her trouser pocket. She swallows and focuses on taking deep, measured breaths. Don’t panic, don’t panic… she tells herself as she subconsciously wrings her hands together, her eyes darting over the horizon line. “Aryll?” Grandma calls hoarsely from the porch. Aryll jumps and nearly drops the bottle at the sound…
|| Next Chapter || The salty air is crisp and clear as Aryll dips her toes into the cold ocean water. The sun is just starting to peek over the horizon line, casting warm tones of yellow, pink, purple, and orange on the water. The waves are choppy today, and her breath hitches as she scans the horizon intently for the one thing she longs for. She hasn’t seen it in years, but she can vividly recall what she’s looking…
|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || It always amazed me how beauty could be found in the most hostile of places. Clusters of electric safflina grew within the shade of palm trees. Despite the harsh wind, I took a moment to admire the tall yellow flowers, breathing in the citrus fragrance. Cicada screeches surrounded the oasis reminding me of long hot summers. I scooped up some water and poured it over my head, whilst Kilton took his fill. Koume didn’t stop,…
|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || “Are you feeling okay, Mr?” Nabooru shook me hard. My wrists gave a twinge as I prised my aching fingers off the penny whistle. The air was still now, the magical energy gone. “I just need a minute.” I felt as if I’d been run over by a herd of wild goats. Was this a side effect of the Song of Healing? “Ooofff!” Suddenly, I was assaulted by intense licking and sticky slobber. “Goodness, calm…
