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I'm the type to read fanfiction on a mobile device so I tend towards shorter chapters and stories.
If you want me to keep going then post some reviews and commentary. I have no soul (Bwahahaha!) and am equally open to criticism and compliments.
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The other side is somewhat brighter than how Link described it. It's perpetual sunset almost. The other inhabitants look similar to Midna, but more like Zant. They have a wide variety of body shapes some rounded, others tall. Blue skin glistens on a few passing examples, but the majority have a gray complexion. I seem to be on an island that floats in a sea of orange clouds. Three large metal rectangular solid buildings stand tall and erect. Two are on the same island as I while the other has its own island connected by a hovering platform. The Twili, their language sounds drawn out as if moaning. It's quite bizarre. No one is paying much attention to the small peninsula I'm standing on, no one notices the appearance of that portal. These things may be normal for them. I can't say I understand but I might not be dreaming. I walk forward to the center plaza where three etched circles formed by electric blue veins shimmer. Now they are paying closer attention to what I do. A tall Twili leans his face close into mine and makes an unusual sound towards me.
"I don't understand" a certain clarity flashes within his orange eyes
"whaaaa ssss yorrr naaamee" it's almost as if he were howling the words out. The other Twili circle about me, they all make quieter moans and soft noises.
I answer normally I suppose "Zelda" they tilt their heads slightly to the left or the right.
"Naaaam quii oddd... Wher youuu froo?"
"Hyrule" alarmed responses echo through the crowd. Its disorienting and frightening until one shorter one calls their attention and tranquillizes them with some odd noise. He or she then goes up to me and beckons me to walk forward. "You are se Hyrulian? Zie princess?" the voice is oddly raspy yet pacifying.
"Yes"
"So zen yoou oooo ehhhh shooul see *-&*** Miidnaa" I don't understand the particular sound he made before Midna's name.
"If she's not busy" He guides me past the inquisitive crowd to the center tower. There's blue humming veins that run down the building and into a circle that opens the door. The movement on floating platforms is dizzying. A different set of rules guides these people. Instead of crowds clumping into loose circle like shapes, they form tight squares where they talk in threes: forming several triangles within a square. He guides me onto platforms that move vertically, horizontally and sometimes both. One wrong movement and I could break bones. We make it to the very top compartment and he courteously guides me off. He opens a large deep black metal door and moans something. He gets something in response and the door hums open.