The Eyes of the Gerudo
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Zelda....
A/N: I know I've been away for a while, but I'm back now!! This story is mostly to see if I can upload it right....(I tried with another fic, and it didn't work.) If this goes, I will start mass updates on my other active stories.
Dawn shines on the Gerudo Fortress. The night guards call it quits as their replacements come out. The High priestess stands at the top of the gate staring in the direction of the Spirit Temple. The warriors and craftspeople come out as well, and begin their morning training. A usual day in the Fortress. But this is a special day for the Gerudo. Just like clockwork, on this day, the First Day of the Year of Din, the Gerudo leader will be born. Not the King, mind you, that doesn't happen quite on a set schedule...but the new Gerudo Commander. For the past month, they have prepared. Nabooru (not the one you are thinking of) is about to have her baby sometime today. The fortress security is extra tight, almost to the point of obsession.
Nabooru herself is in the Spirit Temple already, along with several priestesses. She will not be back until sundown, where she will bring her child with her. Then, under the full moon, the naming ceremony will take place. The High Priestess looks out over the desert. Something is nagging the back of her mind, but she can't place it..
"Allanyan?" Someone says behind her. She turns, and sees the gate guard staring at her worried. "Everything all right?"
"I hope so, Dalne. I hope so." She replies. "This will be a special child for the Gerudo.......but I cannot see how or when..." She goes back to looking at the temple. All day, her and her priestesses here at the fortress give prayers to Din to help the new mother not only have a good baby, but to arrive safely. The kid is only half of it. The mother must then make it back to the fortress, WITH NO HELP, with her child. Only the strongest can make it.
**Dusk**
A figure comes out of the desert. Wrapped in blankets, and carrying something. Allanyan comes down from the gate and meets her.
"Nabooru? Have you......" Nabooru pulls back the hood to reveal a pretty normal looking Gerudo, minus the makeup.
"She is here." She says, looking down at the bundle. She undoes the blanket a bit, and we see a little baby, protesting the heat. Loudly. Allanyan smiles.
"Do you have a name for the ceremony?" she asks. Nabooru nods.
"In the tradition of my line, she will be called Nabooru." The baby settles down. However, in that same instant, a sandstorm kicks up around the fortress. The High Priestess looks around in astonishment.
"She has a special future....This is the proof." She whispers. Then they all head for cover.
Sorry if this royally sucks. "Life and trials of Nabooru" sounded a little dumb. Like I said, this is just to see if it uploads. Feel free to ignore it.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Zelda....
A/N: I know I've been away for a while, but I'm back now!! This story is mostly to see if I can upload it right....(I tried with another fic, and it didn't work.) If this goes, I will start mass updates on my other active stories.
Dawn shines on the Gerudo Fortress. The night guards call it quits as their replacements come out. The High priestess stands at the top of the gate staring in the direction of the Spirit Temple. The warriors and craftspeople come out as well, and begin their morning training. A usual day in the Fortress. But this is a special day for the Gerudo. Just like clockwork, on this day, the First Day of the Year of Din, the Gerudo leader will be born. Not the King, mind you, that doesn't happen quite on a set schedule...but the new Gerudo Commander. For the past month, they have prepared. Nabooru (not the one you are thinking of) is about to have her baby sometime today. The fortress security is extra tight, almost to the point of obsession.
Nabooru herself is in the Spirit Temple already, along with several priestesses. She will not be back until sundown, where she will bring her child with her. Then, under the full moon, the naming ceremony will take place. The High Priestess looks out over the desert. Something is nagging the back of her mind, but she can't place it..
"Allanyan?" Someone says behind her. She turns, and sees the gate guard staring at her worried. "Everything all right?"
"I hope so, Dalne. I hope so." She replies. "This will be a special child for the Gerudo.......but I cannot see how or when..." She goes back to looking at the temple. All day, her and her priestesses here at the fortress give prayers to Din to help the new mother not only have a good baby, but to arrive safely. The kid is only half of it. The mother must then make it back to the fortress, WITH NO HELP, with her child. Only the strongest can make it.
**Dusk**
A figure comes out of the desert. Wrapped in blankets, and carrying something. Allanyan comes down from the gate and meets her.
"Nabooru? Have you......" Nabooru pulls back the hood to reveal a pretty normal looking Gerudo, minus the makeup.
"She is here." She says, looking down at the bundle. She undoes the blanket a bit, and we see a little baby, protesting the heat. Loudly. Allanyan smiles.
"Do you have a name for the ceremony?" she asks. Nabooru nods.
"In the tradition of my line, she will be called Nabooru." The baby settles down. However, in that same instant, a sandstorm kicks up around the fortress. The High Priestess looks around in astonishment.
"She has a special future....This is the proof." She whispers. Then they all head for cover.
Sorry if this royally sucks. "Life and trials of Nabooru" sounded a little dumb. Like I said, this is just to see if it uploads. Feel free to ignore it.