Truth Be Told

The Sheikah Prison was built underneath the temple of Kakariko Village, east of Hyrule Castle. It was built with the precise purpose of being, for all accounts, a brilliant maze and therefore was very large. At the far end of the prison were cells that actually had small windows on them to the outside world. To get to those windows one would have to travel around the base of Death Mountain from Skelton, but it was a path seldom taken, the exception over the last nineteen years being Adorra.

Since she learned of Sheikahmu's incarceration she had made it a tradition to go and see him several times per year. Though she had given birth to two children by Idona, she harbored a deep passion for her forbidden lover, Sheikahmu. She embraced the idea that he would live the rest of his life in that tiny cell that, as fortune would have it, had a small window that they could actually see each other.

Sheikahmu had asked for very little over the years; bits of Skelton cuisine, carving utensils to make things, small brushes that he used for paintings, and her beautiful smile. He insisted that she be happy, that theirs was a love that others could only dream of having though they could never physically touch.

Over the years Sheikahmu kept up the studies and lessons his mother had taught him as a child. He could still see her standing in front of him with her hands out and palms up, trying to teach him to use magic to reach whatever item she placed on her hand. He could still hear her voice as she praised his success, and likewise chastised his failures. She was fair and honest, never wanting him to suffer because she couldn't tell him the truth.

Though the window of his cell was at head level for him on the inside, it was knee high to Adorra. On that side of Death Mountain there wasn't much in the way of vegetation, or anything else for that matter. Navigating the terrain was difficult, but Adorra had perfected it over the years. Sheikahmu had befriended one of his guards, a Sheikah named Roku. Roku knew of the visits by Adorra, but had pity on him and allowed the brief encounters.

Sheikahmu sat in his cell, eyes closed, listening to the world around him. Through the years he had honed the use of the Sheikah Eye and could see Adorra coming long before she came around the bend. He watched her make her way through the rocks and sand, and he giggled at her small missteps. She neared the prison and Sheikahmu stood up and walked over to greet his Love.

"Pleasant day for a very long stroll this far out of Skelton, isn't it?" Sheikahmu asked.

Adorra smiled from ear to ear. She had fallen so deep in love with the boy she met in the girl's change room. As he grew up he became more handsome. She thought of his beard as a "rugged" look, and she liked it very much.

"Not as pleasant as being in your cell, no doubt," she replied sarcastically.

She leaned down and embraced him, and they kissed for what felt like an eternity.

"Well don't get any ideas, missy. I'm not busting you out of that prison out there to free you in this wonderful world in here," Sheikahmu joked.

Adorra admired his face for a moment. Even in the midst of a life that was spent in a small cell he still had the life of the boy she met. "I love you, Sheikahmu."

He grinned and stroked her hair. "And I love you, Adorra."

"Oh," Adorra started. "I almost forgot. I brought what you asked for."

She pulled out a circular piece of glass from her cloak and handed it him through the bars of his window. As he took it from her his eyes widened and he held his breath.

"This is perfect," he whispered. "I knew you could find what I was looking for."

"I suppose you're not going to tell me why I risked my life to give you a piece of glass."

Sheikahmu knelt down to hide the glass under some cloth in the back corner of his cell, and as he did she noticed what looked like a handle under there, too.

"In time, Adorra, I will show you and the rest of the Sheikah that I was imprisoned unjustly," he said.

Adorra sighed. "Is there anything else that you'll need for the next time that I visit?"

Sheikahmu shook his head. "I think I have enough to keep me busy for a while. When is the next time that you're coming, anyway?"

"Actually, I'll be coming again next week. I have some free time because Idona will be leaving with Linyah out into the desert," she said.

Sheikahmu smiled. "That's wonderful!"

"Yes, it is. But unfortunately I need to leave right now," Adorra said. She motioned back towards the bend, "I can't be away too long today."

He felt his heart sink. These were the bittersweet moments of his life. Her voice and soothing touch were all that had kept his mind working since he was imprisoned. "I understand, Love. Go, and I will see you again next week."

She leaned down and kissed him again before standing up to leave. He watched as she went around the bend and was gone, but he could still feel her warm lips against his own. Every time they embraced he could feel a little more of her soul reach his. There was no question in his mind that the two of them were meant to love each other until the end of time.

Sheikahmu stood in his thoughts for a while before coming back to his seclusion. He shook the thoughts of the outside world out of his mind and focused on his task. Underneath the cloth in his cell he kept his project, one that he hadn't told Roku or even Adorra about.

Sitting down, he swept up some of the rock and dirt from the floor of his cell in his right hand and squeezed it tight. He closed his eyes to concentrate and he began to feel his magic pour into the contents of his hand. After a little while of intense focusing he slowly let go of the dirt to reveal a solid piece of malleable material.

He took the handle from underneath the cloth and held it to the piece of material he just created and put it on top of the handle forming a "T" shaped item. His life's work was being put into such a relatively small thing that he wasn't even sure would even make any difference to the world.

Idona had taken his life from him and kept him away from the only woman in the world that made him feel like a real person. Sheikahmu's item had to work, or else the Sheikah would never know of Idona's betrayal to their kind.