Veil of Lies, Lens of Truth -Prologue
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Impa looked through the house and checked it one last time before she left it for good. She kept reminding herself that this was a good thing; that being asked to guard the princess was a high honor. Yet she could not shake the foreboding feeling that settled in her heart. That feeling that this princess would start up a foretold future her kind had spoken of before leaving this land. She wouldn't have been in this land the Hylians called "Kakariko" herself if it wasn't for the pact the Shiekana made with the Hylian King, generations ago.
She was a guardian, born and bred.
"A guardian… that's right…" she muttered before crossing the room to a small corner where a small wooden chest sat broodingly. In all the years she had lived there, she had never once opened it. All the same, she knew what was in it. Impa carefully picked up the chest as though it were made of hot steel.
The Hylians had been talking about building a town in the valley. It had been a full 5 years before a team started to act on that idea. Before then, it was only ever used as a place to bury the Hylian and Sheikan construction started, accidents started happening, especially when they knocked down the sad-looking shack near the eastern wall of the old city. It was in this shack they found the strange looking glass. Scared as they were, they left the lens where they found it for a while, but the accidents kept happening. That was when Impa's mother was finally consulted. She held onto the chest within the same house Impa was now living in. Now, 30 some years later, Impa had it. By now they had built a well where the shack once stood. Construction was still slow. The Hylians had learned not to work through the night. No one even stayed long enough to see the sunset. Because of this, buildings went up every other month. They would likely still be working on this village of theirs for another decade before they finished.
She walked outside with the chest in her hands. The sun was starting to set. The construction workers had long since fled. Even if her plan worked it would be a while before she convinced anyone to stay longer than early evening. Especially after what happened to the first family to settle there, before the village was complete.
They had settled in the first house that was built, the house they built for themselves after they found golden bugs when they dug into the earth to set up the foundations. . They started to fight among themselves more and more as they collected the bugs for the gold that had developed on their outer shell. Before long there were screams. Impa didn't have much sympathy for them; not when she had told them over and over not to disturb the earth near the graves or the eastern wall. Even as she walked past that cursed house, she could hear one of them crying along with scratching noises.
She walked to the well near the eastern wall. The darkness below was so thick it seemed alive.
"If I give this to you, you have to stop. Understand? This land isn't ours anymore. You can't keep killing Hylans like this."
She didn't expect a reply. Yet even without getting a reply, she felt whatever was down there heard her.
She tossed the chest into the gaping darkness and turned to leave. She braced for an attack but it never came. She sighed with relief and grabbed her things before making her way to the castle.
"Hopefully it stays there…."