Nabooru's Journal Day 2
The tribe is together now, mostly. While some have opted to remain in Hyrule and die with the land, Gerudos from across the land have gathered to us and we have begun the long trek across the ancient desert. We hope to follow what we think was the path of the Hylians and Shiekah. We should make it over the far mountains in some weeks. Our best sources tell us that beyond that lies a great forest and an endless ocean beyond that. Providing it hasn't already been swallowed by the great darkness.
Listen to an old woman entertaining herself with a notion of a children's fairy tale. It would be almost embarrassing… except.
Except I don't believe it to be just a fairy story anymore. Whispers reach my ears about the great expanse beyond our lands that light no longer reaches. Swallowed by the darkness they have become the shadow lands. They are the stuff of fear and legend. Dark places where monsters from beyond our imagination lurk and wait.
What is more is that they seem to be growing. Each time I have heard of a report about the shadow lands it is about a closer destination. As a young girl the far ports of Easthold beyond the great ocean. As a young woman I heard tales of the Isles of the lesser Bemacians. During my master training it was the deep jungle past the trading ports in the lands due south. And a few weeks ago it had reached the other side of Death Mountain. Although I am not sure of just how much truth is behind the latest report.
For those born after the last sunrise the darkness is a strange and mysterious thing. They have never experienced it like only few alive have. From what I have heard they have every right to fear these shadow lands and the terrors that haunt its depths. Though some may deny it the sun IS setting, as much as a few cubits down the sky every ten years some astrologers think. As it sets the dark lands grow and its beasts become bolder. When the sun does set over the horizon it is these demons that will inherit the land. No one will survive them.