Tag: Week of Love

When it comes to love, location can be just as important as the event itself! Taking your date to a five-star seafood restaurant is great, but what if your date is allergic to fish? Many an odd conversation would follow that, I’m sure. Perhaps even a night outside on the porch instead of in a warm bed! Nothing says you care quite like knowing the best place to romance your significant other. But that’s why we here at Zelda Dungeon…

 “What the hell happened in here?!” Fresh paint was splattered on the walls and spilled on the wooden floors in annoyingly vibrant shades of pinks, blues, turquoises and yellows. Little handprints had been left on nearly every surface in the small bedroom, and if Midna was being honest, it was like a bomb of paint had exploded. And the walls and floors weren’t the only things covered in paint. There, along with her godchild, was her lover, Queen Zelda. Pink…

The Sand Goddess and Demise The Sand Goddess strained against the chains which shackled her to the cold stone floor. She could not see her surroundings through the darkness, but she could feel the claustrophobic confines of her small prison. The air was thick — too thick to allow her to breathe freely. And so she suffocated, feeling the pain of death, over and over again. Yet, she could not die. She could not decide which was worse: this seemingly…

I am not one for romantic situations. In fact, the most romance I got growing up was from watching romantic comedies, which my mother would watch constantly. Every romcom featured the same romantic moments at the end of the third act; two people fall in love in a beautiful location, and everything goes wrong for the right reasons. That’s how I’ve always seen romance. You’re probably wondering what I’m trying to get at by mentioning all of this. Well, I…

Love takes time. So, so much long, agonizing time. We were separated too long ago, spirited away by the will of the forest. Each day, while the dew is still fresh and the ancient spirits slumber, I begin my search for her. Each day, stretching my body to the limit. Each day, setting out slowly, thorough in my search. Each day, the weight of my home and possessions pressing down on my back. My home isn’t much, but I do hope she…

Too often I think people come to the same assumption about Link and Zelda’s relationship as they do of Mario and Peach’s. In the Super Mario Bros. games, we see the same story over and over for the most part; Peach gets captured by Bowser and Mario is on an epic quest to save her. He endures great hardship and trial to make it to her, and all for the sake of love. That love was even more manifest in…

Please, Don’t Wake Up I know your world awaits your return, that you were never meant to be here. Once you open your eyes, I know that you will disappear, never to look back.   It pains me to realize that I shall never again cast a glance upon you. You shall never again listen to my song, and my voice will fade into the winds.   So, please, don’t wake up.   Perhaps it is selfish of me to…

In what free time I’ve had, I have been busy completing the armor for my dear friend. I hope to the Goddess that Link is pleased. I hope that the blue I chose will remind him of Zora’s Domain, and I hope that the adornments and gemstones remind him of me. Though, I cannot allow myself to get too caught up in my emotions that I do not do a good job. This is for Link, after all. I have…

With Valentine’s Day right around the corner, you may find it challenging to find the right gift for your significant other. You could go the usual route: box of chocolates, flowers, greeting cards, heart-shaped balloons, etc. Perhaps you can get them some nice-looking jewelry that may cost you more than you can afford. But what if you had the opportunity to give your loved one a gift that is truly unforgettable? Let’s say you come across a inter-dimensional Beedle of…

Gorgeous Red-Haired Dancer in West Clock Town (Clock Town) I know you’re probably only in town for the Carnival of Time, so hopefully you see this before the carnival concludes. You and your sister have been practicing in West Clock Town for the last few nights, and I’ve been sort of… a silent spectator. I just can’t help it. You’re so lovely and talented. I feel lucky to have been an unofficial audience for your rehearsals. And you’re so good…