A.N:/ As you might've known, I have decided to redo my Tale of the Goddesses. Ah, but now the title has changed o: Every chapter has been revised so that it has more description. THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES SPOILERS FOR TWILIGHT PRINCESS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

~Farore

My hands slowly wrap around each other as I look down at Link unwillingly. Come on, Farore, just tell him. I know he cannot see me, but I can see him very well. His face is freshly bathed and peaceful. His Ordonian clothes were covered in mud, he had clearly not cared about his bed getting dirty. He never really did. My lips tug into a smile, probably my last one for a while. I take a deep breath and reach my hands out to shake him awake. I wonder if he'll feel me. I won't care- I don't care, I just want the warmth of his face to reach my stone cold body. Shaking him lightly, he wakes up with a jolt. His eyes scan the room for any sign of enemies. Not seeing any, Link shrugs and proceeds to fall asleep. My hand stops him as he falls.

"Can you hear me?" I whisper. My eyes search for any sign of weaponry. On his quest, he would always have his sword ready. No- he probably thought he was safe back in Ordon. I look to the lamp that Link had flicked on.

"Who is adresses me?" he says confidently. I break into a grin. He continues to act courageous.

"It's Farore. Listen Link. You must go to the Lake Hylia." Link's posture drops.

"That's like a two mile walk. Epona's too tired. I can't turn into a beast without Midna- neither can I warp. I'm tired. My sleep schedule just fixed-"

"Would you like me to take you there?"

"Gee, I don't know, Farore, I mean, a goddess? That's pretty cool. I take that offer." he slips on his boots, and buckles his belt.

"Honey, you might want to dress more appropriately." I inform him. He won't return for a while.

"Why?" he asks with his hands on his hips.

"Well, Zelda, Midna-" Link's eyes bulge at her name. He showed affection to Midna and when she broke the Mirror of Twilight, he spent months trying to look for a way into the Twili Realm.

"Midna?! Then yes, I will! But, My Grace, how will I find her?"

"You won't have to. She'll be there," even though he couldn't see it, I couldn't help but smile. My eyes tear up to see Link this happy after so long, "I promise. Now, why don't I wait for you at the Faron Spring?" he nods excitedly as I leave.

"Oh, and Link?"

"Yeah?" he looks back.

"Be careful." I slam the door as I make my way to the spring.

~Nayru

Hyrule Castle is in the middle of Castle Town. It towers above all shops in the Market Square. Seeing it makes me feel nostalgic. I would typically escort Impa and Zelda for praying at the Temple of Time. Inside her bedroom, her face is concealed by her blanket.

I, Nayru, will not tell Zelda of her fate.

"Zelda?" she jumps out of her bed. Maybe thinking it was one of Ganon's minions, "It is only me, Nayru. Now my child, follow me."

"Are we going to the Temple of Time this late?" she rubs her eyes. Her hair is still perfect- she might've just fallen asleep. I look down to the floor.

"No, we are going to see the sages and Link at Lake Hylia." I, Nayru, Oracle of Ages, will not tell Zelda of her fate.

"Impa?! Yes, let me get ready-" she hops off her bed and stretches.

"No, just wear your black cloak. I will take you there. Come to Hyrule Field whenever you're ready."

"But why can't you just do it here?" Zelda. My Zelda. My curious Zelda. I, Nayru, Oracle of Ages, Creator of Law, will not tell Zelda of her fate. I try to stop my voice from breaking down.

"The presence of the Triforce's magic will draw attention to the guards. Quickly." It must've been obvious.

"Nayru wait! Is there something you aren't telling me?" I, Nayru, Oracle of Ages, Creator of Law, Goddess of Wisdom, will not tell Zelda of her fate.

"Don't worry, my Zelda. Just meet me at the field."

~Din

The Twilight Realm. Or should I call it the Ugly Realm? I thought maybe Farore would create some decent-looking people for my land, but what do I get? A land full of tall necked, small-eyed, smurfs. Smurfs! Ugh, my sisters- more like idiots. Well, they're my idiots.

Though, I do admire the scenery here. The way the sky is red (great choice of color, Nayru) reminded me of Death Mountain. The slowly rising black particles of Twilight also reminded me of Death Mountain, more specifically, the eruptions. Ah, the fond times in my homeland. I do miss it. Now, I'm stuck helping a brat who broke my Mirror.

Anyway, my sisters each have a power of their own. I have the ability to change seasons and transformation. Nayru has the power of time travel (lucky) and invisibility. Farore, the sweetest of us, gets transportation alone, but she can recognize animal speech better than we can. Too bad, she's a lot better than Nayru. Well, getting back to my idea of transformation, it can be a bit brutal. I sigh, slowly, but loudly. Here we go.

My eyes prowl for any sign of palace guards- I want to get one that's alone. I see peasants, but no guards. As I walk by each of the villagers, they follow my movement. For the first time, I'm the outcast. Ah well, I'll just ignore them. Finally,I found one. I look over to the guard, he looks the same as the others, perfect target.

"This might hurt a bit!" I yell to him. He picks up his spear and mutters. I stare at his face until I memorize it. Whipping out the ocarina Nayru loaned me, I hope the guard regretted something. I play the three-note Song of Healing, but unlike the other creatures who had heard this song, he blankly looks at me. Great- he doesn't have a soul. I have to do it the harder way. With is face memorized, I mumble the words for an ancient, but temporary, curse. It's called the Kalvar Nuvolhem or in your language of English, it's The Curse of the Bloody Mask. Sounds violent already. Now this will really hurt.

"Oh , Valde Filiolus of Vetus , succurro is vir quisnam has desiderium in a vir quisnam alieno!" muttering the words to the curse, my head jerks in pain. The guard's face morphs until he drops to the floor, and I scream until my voice becomes deeper. Well, it worked. Thank Hylia, I did not want to do the Curse of Regret. Man, was that a trip.

This palace is smaller than it looks. It didn't take me to long until I reached Midna's room.

"Hey, Midna, it's morning." I shake her vigorously. I try my hardest not to snicker.

"Ughn. Not it's not Aeneas. Go back to sleep." she pulls the pillow over her head. Guess it's time to return to Din.

"Iam ego have otium meus moestitia ego can reverto meus mutuo!"

"What are you saying? Go to sleep."

"You sure are a lazy princess..." the voice is mine. She jumps out of her bed.

"Din?! What do you want?" I pick at my fingernails while my legs
hangs off the edge of her mattress.

"Wax my legs! Oh and a foot massage would be nice. It was a pain to get the the broken Mirror."

"Forget it. Just leave me alone."

"Hah! You do know that your love is waiting for you at Lake Hylia, right?"

"Link doesn't care about me." she depressingly says in the pillow.

"That's where you're wrong. As the Goddess of Power, I created love, along with Farore. I can sense any sort of strong love. You definitely share that with Link. Now get off your lazy ass and let's go!"

"We can't and you know why..."

"Yeah, and who's fault was that?" I immediately retort.

"Shut up."

"Oh, quite the grumpy fishy! But don't worry. Farore will be here. Waiting- with him."

"Let's go, Goddess." I grin so widely, I feel like it goes off my face.

"That's what I thought. Wear something nice."

A.N:/ I am slightly prouder of this chapter, but now my shoulders and neck hurt so I'm going to leave off on it for a while. Until then, I hope you have the best holiday! Be good to each other and have a Merry Christmas (or holiday if you don't celebrate)!

~WiseNayru