Chapter One- Whispers on the Wind

Fallen leaves rustled in the slight breeze.

Him...

The land of Hyrule was in deep slumber.

He has come...

No Moon illuminated the land, peaceful under the twinkling starlight.

The time is nigh...

One person was still awake in the royal palace. Barely more than a girl, Princess Zelda stood on her balcony and gazed west. Somewhere out there was the desert, a place that she had always been fascinated by.

His... power...

A weak gust pulled tossed her blond hair gently across her pale face.

No...resistance...

A shiver went down her spine with another gust. A faint but unpleasant odor entered her nostrils.

No...heroes...

Was it just her imagination, or were the stars in the west dimming?

Prince of Darkness...

She decided it was. Blacking out the stars was surely impossible.

King of Hyrule.

Still, she could not shake the feeling of trepidation that had crept over her. Suddenly, the castle seemed almost too peaceful. They were unprepared. What faced them she did not know, but the dread filled her chest like an iron weight.

Whether it was real or not, Zelda heard whispers of doom on the wind's breath.

Death...