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|| Part Twenty-Five || Part Twenty-Seven || Part Twenty-Six Color returned to the world around Osmond, and sounds soon followed. He looked down at his hands and saw the strange harp still there, proving the visions he’d witnessed as true. He remained atop the Sleepless Waterfall as he heard panicked cries from the Zora Throne Room. When he returned to the chamber, both Zelda and Fado appeared as though they were going to accost him, but the small aquatic deity spoke…

|| Part Twenty-Four || Part Twenty-Six || Part Twenty-Five Ruto waved her staff and everything around Osmond went dark. Slowly, images of the Zora Throne reappeared with Ruto seated on it. The staff was propped against her shoulder and her eyes were heavy with stress. “Your Majesty!” a Zora, dressed in light armor and wielding a long pike, raced into the room. Ruto sat up and gathered herself as the soldier dropped to his knees. “Your Majesty, there has been a…

|| Part Twenty-Three || Part Twenty-Five || Part Twenty-Four Osmond’s feet landed on smooth and dry stone. When he looked around, he was standing in a square hall of stone behind the water. He felt his arms and was surprised that he hadn’t been drenched. “Some old magic,” Fado smiled confidently, “back in the day, there used to be a guard who’d stand by and await a signal that whoever was at the door was a friend. Then, he’d reveal…

|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || Chapter Five “You named your club Evelyn?” Link asked as they climbed further down the ladder that led deeper into the mountain. “Yup,” Rukio said as he led the descent, the lantern attached to Link’s belt reflecting in his beady eyes as he looked up at his new compatriot. “Why did you do that?” “Well…” Rukio started before taking a heavy breath. “You’re gonna think it’s stupid.” “No I won’t.” “Promise?” “Promise.” “Okay, so you…

|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || Chapter Four Link’s mouth hung agape. He was taken off-guard by the whimsical, albeit rough greeting he had just been delivered by this hulking creature. He was able to get a full view now of this newcomer and despite his supposed cheerful demeanor, he was no less intimidating. His body, wide with a bulbous midsection, was covered in various places by wandering lines of what appeared to be white tattoos, a color that contrasted greatly…

|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || Chapter Three There was an immeasurable level of grief that welled within Link as he closed the door to the royal tomb behind him. He had spent the better part of the remaining afternoon moving the body of his departed friend to be with his ancestors, a wing of the castle that took him by surprise with its display of grandeur. Statues adorned the periphery of the large, underground room, no doubt carved…

|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || Chapter Two Link took several cautious steps backward, his eyes trained on the statuesque figure before him. He found its visage unnerving, as though its eyes followed his every movement, the way a portrait tends to follow one down a long corridor when passed. When he reached a distance he felt comfortable with, he turned his gaze instead toward the city, glimpses of the smoldering rubble within obstructed by the portcullis of the…

|| Next Chapter || Chapter One The midday sun was doing its best to filter in through every leaf within the western forest of Hyrule. Birds were being quite vocal in their appreciation of its warmth, and the ground below was drying slowly but surely from the previous night’s rainfall, a light breeze carrying its scent throughout the surrounding area. All was as it should be in the forest, and save for the sound of a smith’s tool’s being put…

|| Previous Chapter || Chapter Five “Mother!  MOTHER!” The queen opened her eyes to find her daughter in a state of panic, “Zelda… what?” Then the sounds of battle flooded her ears and the memory of what happened only moments before washed over her like a tidal wave.  The carriage had overturned and they were under attack! “Zelda, come here!”  She pulled her daughter close and inspected her for injuries; luckily there were only bumps and bruises. “Mother, what’s going…

|| Previous Chapter || Next Chapter || Chapter Four It had been five days since the Queen of Hyrule and her daughter had arrived at Gerudo Town.  They had been sincerely welcomed and celebrated under Gerudo hospitality.  Princess Zelda had been opened up to new experiences, and the queen was pleased to see her daughter blossom.  Lady Urbosa had been a generous host, making little of everything that she done for them. “Serena, you are my oldest friend!” Urbosa exclaimed, brushing off her…