Link found himself at the entrance of a giant marble palace. Clouds of different hues and sizes floated at various heights. Some crawled along the floor while others clung to the ceiling with the rest hovering or drifting in all directions. As he looked up, Link realized that the ceiling was much higher than it looked. The pillars that served as the building's support were as round as the legendary Great Deku Tree and had to be over a hundred feet high.
Not knowing what to do or expect, Link decided to venture forth cautiously into the mysterious building. He could only guess, but the building seemed to be a square shaped structure as the rows of towering pillars on either side him came to cloud hidden corners in the hazy distance. The Hero of Twilight walked for several minutes with no change in the beautiful but simple surroundings save for the drifting clouds.
If this is death, he thought, it's... kind of boring. That's when a booming voice sounded out.
"Welcome, Wielder of Courage. We've been expecting you."
The feminine voice sounded human but it was so loud and power, it made him flinch and cover his ears. The voice boomed throughout the building with such force that the very air around him seemed to vibrate and the floor shook with mild tremors. But, for all its power, the voice still had a low undertone, like that of a seductress.
Link look up and around for the voice above him but saw only clouds.
"Who are you? And please talk softer. Your voice hurts my ears." He called out.
Link braced himself for the loud piercing voice to answer but was surprised to hear a different one, instead.
"Aww. Now look what you've done! You've upset the poor boy with that dreadful voice of yours."
The new voice was the opposite of the first one. Loud but childish and soft like wind. Actually, it literally sounded like wind, like several echoes of the same voice compacted together with a rushing 'whoosh' sound.
"I didn't see of you stepping forth to greet our guest." was the reply
Link covered his ears again the voices continued to argue. Though they seemed to be above him, he still couldn't see the owners of them. That's when he realized that the loud one wasn't hurting his ears anymore. He could still hear her just fine and she was just as loud and thunderous as before with the ground still trembled under his feet when she spoke but it simply didn't bother him anymore.
"Don't mind them, young lad." Came another voice, this one behind him.
"They tend to engage themselves in such petty arguments quite often."
He turned to find a huge woman sitting crossed legged in mid-air. She was old but if ever there was a time for the phrase 'aging gracefully', this was it. Link guessed she must have been around ten feet tall. The old woman wore no clothing but she wasn't repulsive or unsightly. In fact, her deep blue skin was almost flawless. It was moderately wrinkled but without a spot or mark of any kind. Her dark blue hair fell down her back with long strands in front of either shoulder covering her breasts. Her bright blue eyes sparkled brightly with intelligence and understanding.
"Are you the one who changed her voice?" He asked pointing up.
"Yes. She has forgotten the effect of her voice on the fragile ears of mortals."
"Uh, thanks. So…who are you and where am I?"
"Haven't you figured it out, silly?" Came the wind-like voice.
The booming voice spoke next.
"Silence! Foolish little girl."
She directed her voice to Link.
"I am Din. The red goddess of power and earth."
She floated down from the clouds above seated in a massive thrown made of a dark, rust colored stone and came to rest hovering several feet from the ground.
"I am Nayru," said the old one "blue goddess of wisdom and spirit."
She merely bowed respectfully and held out her hands in a welcoming gesture before returning them to her lap as she drifted toward Din and stopped beside her, hovering slightly lower than the red goddess.
"And I'm Farore, the green goddess of courage and life."
Farore made the most dramatic entrance of all. With a 'Whoosh' she swept down from the clouds above and flew right over Link's head in a twirling corkscrew pattern. A strong but pleasant breeze followed in her wake along with a faint green trail of light as she flew over him. Farore was the smallest of the three, being the size of a tall but not giant-sized woman. The green goddess circled around and darted forward, stopping with her face inches from Link's.
"Tee hee." she giggled childishly, "Welcome, our little hero." Then the playful goddess pecked his forehead with a quick kiss and darted away giggling like a ridiculous school girl twirling and whirling all the way to Din's right-hand side.
Unlike Nayru, Din and Farore were both clothed. Din's attire consisted of a very dark crimson toga held together by a large red jewel on her left shoulder. The garment ended just above her ankles, adding to her very serious composure. Her skin was deep red but not crimson; her hair on the other hand was the purest crimson red he had ever seen. It was so long and straight it seemed more like a heavy liquid than actual hair. Her body was toned with frighteningly taunt muscle. Her hardened features never twitched in the slightest and her bright glowing red eyes, darkened by her low brow, pierced right into his soul.
She seemed cruel and harsh like someone with little emotion but strong willpower. She reminded him of Ganondorf.
There was no name for the type of clothing Farore wore. It consisted of a several forest green cloths wrapped tightly around her body in no particular pattern. No two cloths were alike. Some were wide, others narrow, some long, others short. Their forest green color varied from dark shades to light tints. Several varying lengths of the cloths drifted around her unaffected by gravity.
Farore's skin was also a strong green with tinted green hair that was so long it would have fallen past her feet if it didn't drift around her like as if she were underwater. She looked to be a young woman in her mid twenties but her movements and facial expressions were more like that of a silly, hyperactive teenager. She cocked her head one way or another every time she smiled with big green-glowing eyes that shone bright with youth and life. Farore would twirl, twist, or flip every few seconds like she couldn't contain her energy. Due to her constant movement, color and size, Farore looked like a green grasshopper next to the mighty Din.
The red goddess spoke first, then Nayru and Farore last.
"Wielder of Courage, as you've realized by now, your quest is far from over. The shadow of the Dark Lord is returning and with it, despair and chaos."
"Only you can defeat him and heed well these words, young lad, his presence is nigh, with power even greater than before. This time… he is not alone."
"But have faith, little hero. All is not lost. I know you'll make it, no matter the cost.
She giggle at her own rhyme but was cut short by a venomous glare from Din. "Ok, I'm sorry." Turning back to Link she said. "You too hold great power and more importantly great courage. You've done this before and you can do it again! Go Link! I'm rooting for you!"
In her excitement she did several figure eights before coming to hover next to Din again.
"Now you must return to your own time and place."
"For a great task lies in front of you and there is much to be done."
"And so little time to do it."
Link shook his head and said with a heavy sigh. "I guess this means I can't rest in peace yet, can I?"
Nayru answered sympathetically, "In time young lad, you shall have your rest."
"But until then" Farore added in a very serious manner much unlike her previous attitude "stay safe and do not fear the unknown." Then her features softened again and she cocked her head with a cheery smile and said "Kay?"
Then the three spoke as one and declared,
"Your time here is done for now. Back to Hyrule with you! Awaken, Link! Awaken!
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