Hello all my dearest friends and readers! I am back with a new piece that had been finished for a while but was unable to post it. Now that I finally have the time, I hope you enjoy it!
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~Golden Dreams~
A young woman wanders around a snowy white world, brushing her hair back as she did so. Night after night, the woman visited this world, yet even in a dream it felt all too real.
Her brown eyes scanned the area until she once again captured the view of her castle through the white, misty fog.
"There is eternal peace here…" she thought as she continued to stare at the castle in front of her.
Soon a soft and haunting wolf howl surrounded her and before she knew it, a wolf had appeared before her. However, it was no ordinary wolf: it was a creature of pure, bright, and shining gold with piercing blood red eyes. Despite the right eye being heavily scarred, the wolf was still a majestic and beautiful creature.
The wolf howls again, and soon they are both in a clearing with her castle still in view.
"He needs you…" the woman swore she heard the Golden Wolf say to her.
Soon they are back in the snowy white world where the woman kneels beside the wolf and gently touches his left paw.
"Who do you say needs me?" the woman asked.
But instead of answering, the Golden Wolf's paw suddenly turned into a bony grip.
The woman looked up and saw that the Golden Wolf was now an ominous looking skeletal figure.
Despite the freezing chill that immediately ran down her spine, the woman made no attempt to escape, but rather studied the figure before her: Pale and blue with the same blood red eyes, except now one was black as if it had been pulled out.
Century old armor covered its "body" hiding whether the figure is actually bone or a figure of something else. A rusted sword and shield completed the "attire" giving the figure the appearance of a war scarred soldier.
As she studied "it" closer she saw something in "it's" lone red eye.
~Sadness…Sorrow…Regret…~
"I have skills that I have yet to pass on. I can't…be forgotten." The figure said in a tortured like voice.
Then it struck her like lightening.
The Golden Wolf and The Skeletal Figure were him…
Her savior that she sent away only to be killed.
She had no idea he would take these forms or how long he had been dead.
By the looks of it, her best guess would be at least a century or even more.
"My Hero…from so long ago…you are him are you not?" she asked responding to his bony grip.
"I am indeed your Hero from a time. I bring you here night after night, preparing you to receive a message."
The woman remained silent as she continued to listen.
"My dearest Princess Zelda, I have waited over a century for a new generation to arrive. He is on his way towards you and I ask you to guide him as best you can."
. . .
The young Princess slowly opened her brown eyes and took a deep breath. She had to admit that she was asked by a century old warrior to help a new generation of Hero concerned her quite a bit, but little did she know, he will come when she least expects it in a very familiar form.
~Take Sword In Hand And Find Me~
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