Chapter Eleven: Escape and Evade

Nabooru worked late into the night tying the large masses of cloth together, but at long last she finally had a long enough rope to at least climb down to the floor below her. From there she could climb down using the cracks and the crevices in the wall, even though fear filled her every time she thought of climbing at all since the incident.

She tied the rope to a statue of the goddess of sand for whom she was named for, and slowly began to lower herself out the open window. A cold sweat consumed her body as soon as she set foot put into the night. The air was frigid cold, and the sky was a foreboding shade of navy-blue, a color rarely seen in the Gerudo sky. It was usually a dark purple of a sort, or even black at night, but never a shade of blue. Keese swarmed overhead, far above the Temple's top, but their cries could be heard even where Nabooru had lowered herself to.

At long last, Nabooru reached the floor below her. She stood on a gargantuan stone hand as she peered out at her surroundings. She gulped and said to herself, "Oh goddesses I hope I don't fall…" and then she began the long scale own the outer walls of the Temple which she so desperately needed to escape. Each step was a dangerous one in which even Nabooru's tiny hands could barely get a firm grasp upon. It probably didn't help that she was now terrified of heights. Yet she eventually reached the ground, and miraculously only slipped a few times escaping with merely a scratch. Nothing too deep at all, just a few minor bumps.

As soon as her foot touched the sand-padded ground, she sighed with relief and relaxed all of her muscles. I did it! I escaped!

She was just about to sit down and take a breather when she heard two very familiar voices. It was none other than Koume and Kotake. Nabooru quickly dashed behind a large conveniently located boulder and crouched down, tensing her body up once more.

Koume was the first to speak. "I know I heard something other than those damned Keese out here, and I bet you my broomstick it was that blasted girl. She's almost more trouble than she's worth."

Kotake replied, "I heard it too, sister, and I know for a fact that I'm not going crazy."

Nabooru peered slightly around the side of the boulder. The witches had walked directly in front of the boulder. She held back a frightened gasp and slid back behind the boulder. She tried as hard as she could not to let out a single breath.

Kotake stretched her head to the sky. "Wait just a minute, what in Hell is that?"

Koume looked up to where her sister was gazing and shook her head angrily. "I don't see a damned thing except for those Keese! Let's go back inside and check on Nabooru. If she's not in bed, I swear I'll chain her to it." She started to walk away after that, but Kotake just kept on looking up.

"I know you're here somewhere, girl," she spoke to the sky. "If either one of us finds you, you'll be crow fodder, you here me? You got lucky this time, but mark my words; we will be back for you. Have your fun while it lasts!" and then she scurried to catch up with Koume.

Nabooru let out a long, relieved breath once they were gone for sure. She climbed out from behind the boulder and made a straight dash for the horizon line. "I don't care where I end up, just as long as I'm safe from that stale evil presence; safe from those creepy witches!" And she just ran and ran until her legs could no longer carry her.