Temple of Time

Link walked down the marble hallway. It stirred many memories. He remembered when he had lost Navi here, and when the sages had called upon him long ago. He also remembered that it was here that he had drawn the Masters Sword from its pedestal, and used it to seal Gannon away in the Sacred Realm. And it was here, where he had put the sword back. Many years had passed since that day, but Link hadn't gotten much older, since 5 years after that day, he went to live in Kokiri Forest. The time had come again to seal away Gannon, hopefully for good this time.

As he walked into the octagonal room, he looked to the large columns. They towered over him, but not as much as they seemed to all those years ago. Next he looked to the ceiling. It was a large dome, with a very small opening at the peak. It was there that he had last seen his fairy Navi fly away. That was a grim memory for Link. He missed Navi; it was nice to have someone to talk to when he got lonely.

Finally he looked to the center of the room where the legendary sword stood, blade first, in its pedestal. Its pommel was made of a black shiny stone, cut into a three dimensional pentagon. The grip and crossbar were a bluish-purple stone, and the crossbar spread out like the wigs of an eagle. The blade was long and straight, and came to a point at the end. In the middle of the crossbar was a diamond shaped golden stone, just below the blade. Just above the golden stone, was an engraving on the blade. It was a pyramid made of three equilateral triangles, known as the Triforce. It was also engraved on the pedestal.

Link walked slowly towards it with an unusual gait. He was re-living his past experiences in his mind. He grasped the handle with his right hand and pulled. It took almost no effort to pull out the blade, and it felt good, like the sword was back where it belonged. The scabbard magically appeared on his back as it did before. The main color of the scabbard was a dark, shiny blue, the same color as the handle and crossbar on the sword. It had an exotic golden vine pattern on it.

Link was very skilled in the art of swordplay. In a vibrant array of movements, Link swung the sword around; then, using his magic to fuel it, performed a tornado spin.

Link was then surrounded by an aura of light. He was transported to the Realm of the Sages, where the sages had one last gift for him. It was the Light Arrows; they had the power to pierce pure evil.

"Good luck Lin.." began the Sage, but was cut off by a blinding flash.