The Legend of Zelda:
Return of the Picori
Chapter 1
It was a dark and stormy night. Link's little brother was sitting on the floor, alone. His name was Ezlo, named after the Minish Wizard. Link was off at work in Hyrule Castle Town.
Ezlo was scared out of his wits. Lightning cracked, Thunder boomed. The little Hylian sat awake in his bed. As Kokiri Children have no doors, the rain flooded into Link's old tree house.
Ezlo tried to relax. He laid down and started singing himself a lullaby. Strangely, other voices chimed in. They were small, high-pitched voices. Singing in strange tounge. Ezlo fell asleep. In his dream, Ezlo was small. He walked around in a forest of grass, tinier than the smallest bug.
He started to hear voices. They were the same voices that sang the lullaby, only this time they were speaking in Hylian. "I tell you, that boy cannot help us," said one in an urgent voice. "he is the only one who can help us," said another, "The original Minish Cap is already an adult."
Ezlo couldn't help but eavesdrop. That is, he wouldn't have if he hadn't have stumbled on the ground in front of them. "Ah, Ezlo," said a pleased looking Minish, "Just in time."
The Minish! Thought Ezlo. Link had told adventure stories about the Minish, or "Picori" as the Humans called them.
The Minish used to be visible only to children in reality, but now they are visible to children only in your dreams.
The pleased Minish turned a grave look, "We need your help."
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