Good Night, My Daughter
Eight months, twenty-three days
Chapter One: Progression
The politics surrounding all of this were catastrophic. Things will change, things can't stay the same, what will happen if we do, what will happen if we don't? It was a long, long process to get through for many people were afraid of the drastic change in life that were to happen if they were to reveal their valley home, they never knew anything else, why shouldn't they be? But like Pamiea said, they could not hide forever, and almost forty years were plenty in Megeara's eyes.
And so began, the course that would lead down the path to fully integrate Murieope into the rest of Hyrule. King Harkinian met with Pamiea and the other village Elders to work out the fine details and Megeara could sense the tension hanging in the air like a thick fog. She longed for change though. As she took a good long look around the valley, her eyes stopping to rest on the few construction crews working on the tunnel and knew that no matter what this foundation with Hyrule brought, this would always be her home. The sun was setting and with a sigh Megeara turned and followed the street back to her house skimming in and out of the evening shadows.
She walked differently now that she had had her Passage on the Ground. It was stronger, more graceful, lighter. Strangely, only a handful of two or three other girls from the village wished to pursue the Ground as well, Megeara thought it a shame.
As she reached her front door she noticed a small group of Royal Officials standing at the far end of the street talking to Jefftren and Mattue and a few others, apparently on something to do with the tunnel for she saw them pointing. Megeara turned, went inside, and tried not to think about it for a few moments; it was a bit overwhelming for her. Pattian, her mother, was cooking at the hearth and her father and Jahzun were nowhere to be seen. Oh well. Megeara kissed her mother on the cheek and hopped up the stairs to her room. On the chair next to her bed were the cloths she had picked out for the Fall Bazaar next week. Similar in idea to their own Harvest Festival, but at Lake Hylia where king Harkinian had graciously invited them, the entire village. It would be fun, a change of scenery, new people, and new places. The Gerudo would be there as well and Megeara looked forward to another meeting with her distant sisters. As much as she was surprised to say, things couldn't be going smoother. Not a likely scenario considering everything.