A beautiful melody rode a breeze as it brushed passed. Lithe fingers plucked thin chords, and harmonized perfectly with them in her ethereal voice: "O' hero, valiant hero of the heavens…"

Zelda sat peacefully, legs together and ankles crossed, and the harp propped appropriately in her arm. Morning light warmed her, the new season's pollen marking the light carefully, making the rays a work of art, much like Zelda herself. Before her towered the Statue of the Goddess, which she sung to often. Though she had discovered her own soul to be that of the goddess herself, she expressed often that she didn't feel like Hylia. Perhaps it was the fact that, as Link had told them, his information from Demise himself, Hylia had demoted herself from Goddess to Mortal. But Zelda often found herself referring to Hylia as a separate entity entirely. As a higher being than herself. She wondered often if perhaps her body was only shared with Hylia. They weren't the same, rather Zelda was Zelda, and Hylia was Hylia, guiding her through what needed to be done almost as if she were only a host. This was why she sat at the goddess statue. She prayed to the goddess still, and offered thanks to her at this statue, because she was merely a body for the Goddess to use, in her mind.

This morning however was just a bit different than others. Generally she sat alone, but today Tya had accompanied. The difference in the two was clear just by the manner in which they sat side by side. Zelda, with her dress draped gracefully over her legs which were crossed so regally, and her back straightened, chin raised- picturesque and confident. And then Tya, with her knees together, and feet spread to keep them so. Her arms were straightened, shoulders raised as her hands set on her knees and she leaned forward, pressing into them.

Something about it amused her, really. She knew Zelda felt herself separate from the Goddess, but the fact that she was such a higher power than Tya was just a dynamic she never thought she'd find herself in. She assumed that being the antisocial girl the popular one generally spoke to was going to be the extent of it, but now here she sat, a mortal in the presence of the woman that either was, or that harbored the soul of the entity their very race was named after. That fact was so wildly unrealistic and strange that it's truth put a half-cocked smile on Tya's face as she listened to Zelda's song, her eyes on the statue rather than her friend.

This morning's seemed to be about Link. They were always songs Zelda made, whether she wrote them herself or just let herself sing and they happened to fall out, Tya didn't know, but she could tell that it was regarding Link. The talk of a valiant hero from the sky, the thanks toward his bravery, the notion of his sword and shield brandished against evil that threatened the land. Really, it was flattering, and she thought that he would have appreciated hearing it, even more so as it ended, and the lyrics began to say To the Goddess I sing, in hopes she will heal your riven soul.

Tya's outstretched arms buckled briefly, her body portraying a moment of relief toward the sung prayer. Her hands drew up to set against her chest, her eyes closed, and inside she wished for just the same for him.

The harp lowered as her song came to its end, and securing it in her lap, Zelda looked to Tya with a soft smile. Even with what looked to be contentment, something behind it suggested something was troubling her. "Thank you for coming with," she said, earning a similar expression as Tya straightened once more and dismissed that thanks.

"It is, of course, my pleasure," she replied, brightening the expression her friend held. As Zelda rose from her seat, Tya waited for her to step aside so she could avoid hitting her or being too close so she could join her. As she waited for her to situate herself; to smooth out her dress and her hair, and hold the harp in both arms against her chest, she asked "Do you always sing about others when you come here?"

"Oh I do," she nodded. "For Link, for Impa, for Hylia, for Groose. All of us."

The mention of Impa made Tya's small smile turn somewhat solemn, recalling the last time they had seen her. When all was said and done, it seemed the old woman was finally able to rest after what Tya could only guess had been centuries of what she was doing. It was sad, but it was probably better for her.

Finally standing, the two began off down a dirt path to the open doors of the temple. It was a common enough scene nowadays. Every door of the temple was open, the interior had been cleaned, and benches had been brought in. It really acted as the center building of the settlement- everyone would convene to honor Hylia at times, and some, to discuss things that should be done throughout.

But from here, it was really the only way out to the village again, so they proceeded through, waving to some of those who had elected to care for the temple that morning. It was nice that there didn't seem to be any separation, nor anyone especially horrible down here. Possibly as time passed and the place became larger, but as it was, everyone that had come to the surface knew each other. Even those with ill feelings toward each other didn't do anything detrimental to the community itself. Some of the knights had come down to live, and they really hadn't even had anything to occupy themselves with, which demoted them more so to hunters that would bring in food. Link was among them, seen more or less as the command of them though again, wasn't needed.

He didn't much like that fact either… He didn't want to be in command of anything anymore- he wanted to be able to relax but people looked to him for guidance, and if he could offer it, he would.

"I did actually ask you to come with for a reason though," Zelda admitted as they emerged onto the path that would take them down to the unorganized little band of homes and huts they had built. In the center sat a large wooden table beneath an awning, and to the side of it was a single kiosk-like stall which belonged to Beedle. There weren't exactly shops, since no one really wanted or needed to pay for anything. It was something like a big melting pot with food- the soldiers would return with food, the people that had begun to grow crops would give in their harvests, and anyone with the ability to cook would start to do so, which worked out well because really, their community consisted of, at most, twenty people. But Beedle would come to and from to trade goods from the sky for goods from the surface every few days.

"Oh?" Tya replied curiously, mind only half on Zelda for a moment or two as she admired what they had built. They did try to avoid disrupting the land as much as possible, taking only what they needed and thanking Farore for it when they had to. They had cleared out a plot of land near the temple, taking down a few trees and using those to erect their homes.

"I…" Zelda started, eyes narrowing as she licked her lips in thought. "I had a dream about something and I was wondering if perhaps you and Link would be willing to accompany me to go and see what it was, exactly."

Tya breathed in at that, nodding softly more so to say she should have guessed there would be some sort of catch. Not that Zelda was the kind of person that only asked her such things when she needed something, it was more so that it was odd of her to request her presence with the prayers she did. "What was your dream?"

"It was just.. Of a place," Zelda explained vaguely, voice somewhat strained as if she was trying to recall any fine details. "I drew out a map of it when I woke up, and where Hylia- Where I remember it being."

Tya shifted a bit in her stance, taking a wider step so she could put herself at an angle she could better see Zelda. "Just a place?"

"Well, yes," She answered once more. "I just don't know why it was significant in my memories to come to me last night, so I'd like to know. And going alone is hardly a good idea, since my number one ability as Goddess is being a damsel in distress."

"Perhaps you should look into learning how to defend yourself," Tya said, earning a small nod from Zelda that said that was a pretty fair suggestion.

"I should, but for the moment, I want to see what about that place is significant. Would you be willing to accompany me?"

"Of course," she agreed with little thought, waving to say it was without question. "I'll ask Link if he'd be up for coming along, but I'm sure whatever it is, you and I can handle alone."