A Flower
We walk into a fairly normal cottage. There is a small fire that plays light over the entire room. In the light of its flickering flames, our shadows seem to dance insanely. There is a small bed in the corner, where an old man with a naked head, a gray beard, and an average blue vest and black pants is sleeping. A woman sits by the fire, reading a book entitled "Yard work in Hyrule." This place has a somewhat homely appeal to it, with a small, wooden table in the middle. "Ganondorf?" Euvaela says as she looks into my now-uncovered face. "Meet my mother and my father."
Her mother looks quite young when compared to her father. I know, however, that this is very normal for a Kakariko family. Euvaela's mother looks up at me, and flinches. I mentally flinch as well, knowing that she is not pleased with my wicked face.
"Euvaela?" her mother says in a harsh tone. "I don't want this man in my home. He appears.angry.and all that armor can't be a good thing!"
"But mother," Euvaela argues.
"No more 'but mothers', young lady," Euvaela's mother says angrily. "Don't bring strange men into our house. What will the neighbors think? That we have some sort of a run-around woman living here? No, I simply will not stand for it." She turns to me. "Now get out of my house, sir."
"Madam," I say as she gasps at my deep, cold voice. "I may appear wretched, but if you will, imagine me as the most handsome man you'd ever seen. Now imagine that man in a full-clad suit of black armor. Would you let that man into this fine home?"
The woman falters, looks unsure, and reluctantly says, "No, no I wouldn't."
"If it bothers you this much," I reply. "Then I shall remove my armor, for I do have garments underneath."
She is unable to argue with my logic. "Very well, then," she says as she looks at her daughter's pleading face.
I walk outside to quickly strip myself of the horrible black armor, leaving my black bodysuit underneath a dark purple tunic. Just as I am about to go inside once more, I see a shadow on the roof. I look up, but as soon as I do, the strange shadow (which appears to be human and quite agile) leaps off of the building. I try to follow it in midair with my eyes, but my eyes are not fast enough, and it is gone. Confused, I reenter the cottage.
They are about to eat supper. "Ganondorf, come and eat," Euvaela says sympathetically. "You must be hungry at such a time of day."
It is sunset, and I haven't had food in my stomach for a good seven years. So, I sit down to eat. The bench is quite small compared to my unusually large body. Therefore, Euvaela and her parents sit on a bench across from mine. Euvaela's father glares at me as he gives me a few spoonfuls of the stew that his wife made. I look down at it. It looks absolutely delicious compared to what I have- or rather, haven't- been eating in the Sacred Realm. I gulp down the soup, which looks like a mushroom stew, energetically. The people across from me do not eat, they are just staring in awe at two things; my frightful table manners and that I can eat so much within a matter of seven seconds.
I hold my dish in front of me and I kindly say, "More please."
And so, they give me more. Three bowlfuls more. The pot is entirely empty, but I am sufficiently satisfied! They blankly stare at me with their mouths wide open in awe. They finish their meals and begin to clear the table. I rise, and apologize for my eating habits.
"Oh, don't worry about it," the father says rather sarcastically.
"Well," I say to them politely as I look out the window and see the moon. "I'd better leave. It's quite late."
"No! Let me go with you!" Euvaela says as she touches my shoulder gently. 'For a brief moment, I look into her eyes, gorgeous like the nighttime.
Her father grabs her and violently wrenches her from me. "Euvaela, do you think I'll let you simply go out into the night with a stranger you barely know?" He whispers angrily- and loud enough for me to hear him, "What could he do to you? He seems dangerous. You will not leave this house with him!"
"But father," she says rebelliously. "I'm old enough now to make my own decisions! Besides, he doesn't look mean! Not to me. Why, he wouldn't hurt a Poe if it tried to kill him!"
"Oh, please, girl!" her father responds angrily. "Get these silly love fantasies out of your head! Do you really think a man who walks around in a full suit of armor is harmless? And another thing, how could he love you? You're a girl with an attitude too fiery for a man and you aren't at all attractive! Look at you. Even make-up won't make you pretty!"
"Father, I'm going whether you want me to or not!" Euvaela shouts in a rage I hadn't expected her capable of. She pulls her arm from her father's bony hand and runs out the door. I quickly follow. After I quickly gather my armor, we run down to the floor of the village, stopping to catch our breath.
"Are you sure he won't run after us?" I say once I am breathing normally again.
"Positive," she says exhaustedly. "Once we're on the bottom layer of the village, he won't bother to come after us."
And so we walked. We walked back to the entrance gate, not talking for a while. Finally, I stop here to put my armor back on, and she talks to me as I do so.
"Why do you wear all of that armor?" Euvaela asks me in wonderment.
"Because I used to be." my voice trails off. "Because it makes me feel safe." I don't want to tell her the real reason.yet.
She opens her mouth to speak again, but suddenly, a figure hops in front of us. I recognize the figure. The tight blue bodysuit. The white boots and black nails. The hood with the Shiekah symbol on the front. The blonde hair and bangs that almost cover the glowing red eyes. The white mask to cover his mouth. Shiek.
"What are you doing here, Ganondorf?" Shiek says in anger. "Aren't you supposed to be in the Sacred Realm right now? And where do you get off luring poor, defenseless girls into your cruel trap?"
"Back off, Shiek," I reply in an equally angry tone. "I am not here to hurt you, and I am definitely not here to hurt Euvaela! However, if you don't leave me be, I may have to react in drastic measures!"
"Ganondorf," Shiek begins. "You know her parents do not consent of this. How did you escape the Realm, anyway? You will pay, wicked King!"
"You were the one on the roof, weren't you?" "Ganondorf?" Euvaela puzzles. "What's going on?"
"Run girl, run!" Shiek says. "This man is very, very dangerous!"
"I will not run!" Euvaela yells back. "I don't care if you all think he's bad. I know he isn't!"
"Yes," I say, hypnotized with rage. "I'm only dangerous to creeps like you!"
I raise my hand and let loose a blast of black energy. Shiek dodges easily and throws some darts at me. My armor easily protects me from such toys. Predicting which way Shiek will leap, I blast again, and then shoot a ball of darkness to the right. My plan works, and he jumps right into the second orb, falling to the floor in pain.
"We'll lock you away again!" Shiek screams in a surly manner. "I'll warn the Sages and Link of your escape immediately!" He leaps away, leaving me in fear of Link.
I turn to Euvaela. "We must escape quickly. Far, far away from Kakariko."
She nods her head, and we run. We run far across Hyrule Fields, and after a few days, we make it to a safe and quiet meadow, secluded from most of the main towns of Hyrule. We fall asleep, and the next morning, I wake up before Euvaela does. I softly shake her, and she opens her eyes gently, ever so gently, to reveal their blue darkness. She yawns, and walks to a river nearby. Euvaela washes her face and drinks some water as I catch some fish for our breakfast. Using my magic, I create a small fire to cook the fish on, and I place some pieces on a two sticks for each of us. We eat, and then sit quietly, satisfied with the meal.
I look at her, and I point to a flower. "You say I am a rare flower, correct?" I ask softly. "Well, this flower is for you."
I pick the flower and hold it in front of her, but it droops piteously, darkened by my touch. I look at the ground sadly. She hugs me, and, for the first time in my life, I respond and hug someone.
We walk into a fairly normal cottage. There is a small fire that plays light over the entire room. In the light of its flickering flames, our shadows seem to dance insanely. There is a small bed in the corner, where an old man with a naked head, a gray beard, and an average blue vest and black pants is sleeping. A woman sits by the fire, reading a book entitled "Yard work in Hyrule." This place has a somewhat homely appeal to it, with a small, wooden table in the middle. "Ganondorf?" Euvaela says as she looks into my now-uncovered face. "Meet my mother and my father."
Her mother looks quite young when compared to her father. I know, however, that this is very normal for a Kakariko family. Euvaela's mother looks up at me, and flinches. I mentally flinch as well, knowing that she is not pleased with my wicked face.
"Euvaela?" her mother says in a harsh tone. "I don't want this man in my home. He appears.angry.and all that armor can't be a good thing!"
"But mother," Euvaela argues.
"No more 'but mothers', young lady," Euvaela's mother says angrily. "Don't bring strange men into our house. What will the neighbors think? That we have some sort of a run-around woman living here? No, I simply will not stand for it." She turns to me. "Now get out of my house, sir."
"Madam," I say as she gasps at my deep, cold voice. "I may appear wretched, but if you will, imagine me as the most handsome man you'd ever seen. Now imagine that man in a full-clad suit of black armor. Would you let that man into this fine home?"
The woman falters, looks unsure, and reluctantly says, "No, no I wouldn't."
"If it bothers you this much," I reply. "Then I shall remove my armor, for I do have garments underneath."
She is unable to argue with my logic. "Very well, then," she says as she looks at her daughter's pleading face.
I walk outside to quickly strip myself of the horrible black armor, leaving my black bodysuit underneath a dark purple tunic. Just as I am about to go inside once more, I see a shadow on the roof. I look up, but as soon as I do, the strange shadow (which appears to be human and quite agile) leaps off of the building. I try to follow it in midair with my eyes, but my eyes are not fast enough, and it is gone. Confused, I reenter the cottage.
They are about to eat supper. "Ganondorf, come and eat," Euvaela says sympathetically. "You must be hungry at such a time of day."
It is sunset, and I haven't had food in my stomach for a good seven years. So, I sit down to eat. The bench is quite small compared to my unusually large body. Therefore, Euvaela and her parents sit on a bench across from mine. Euvaela's father glares at me as he gives me a few spoonfuls of the stew that his wife made. I look down at it. It looks absolutely delicious compared to what I have- or rather, haven't- been eating in the Sacred Realm. I gulp down the soup, which looks like a mushroom stew, energetically. The people across from me do not eat, they are just staring in awe at two things; my frightful table manners and that I can eat so much within a matter of seven seconds.
I hold my dish in front of me and I kindly say, "More please."
And so, they give me more. Three bowlfuls more. The pot is entirely empty, but I am sufficiently satisfied! They blankly stare at me with their mouths wide open in awe. They finish their meals and begin to clear the table. I rise, and apologize for my eating habits.
"Oh, don't worry about it," the father says rather sarcastically.
"Well," I say to them politely as I look out the window and see the moon. "I'd better leave. It's quite late."
"No! Let me go with you!" Euvaela says as she touches my shoulder gently. 'For a brief moment, I look into her eyes, gorgeous like the nighttime.
Her father grabs her and violently wrenches her from me. "Euvaela, do you think I'll let you simply go out into the night with a stranger you barely know?" He whispers angrily- and loud enough for me to hear him, "What could he do to you? He seems dangerous. You will not leave this house with him!"
"But father," she says rebelliously. "I'm old enough now to make my own decisions! Besides, he doesn't look mean! Not to me. Why, he wouldn't hurt a Poe if it tried to kill him!"
"Oh, please, girl!" her father responds angrily. "Get these silly love fantasies out of your head! Do you really think a man who walks around in a full suit of armor is harmless? And another thing, how could he love you? You're a girl with an attitude too fiery for a man and you aren't at all attractive! Look at you. Even make-up won't make you pretty!"
"Father, I'm going whether you want me to or not!" Euvaela shouts in a rage I hadn't expected her capable of. She pulls her arm from her father's bony hand and runs out the door. I quickly follow. After I quickly gather my armor, we run down to the floor of the village, stopping to catch our breath.
"Are you sure he won't run after us?" I say once I am breathing normally again.
"Positive," she says exhaustedly. "Once we're on the bottom layer of the village, he won't bother to come after us."
And so we walked. We walked back to the entrance gate, not talking for a while. Finally, I stop here to put my armor back on, and she talks to me as I do so.
"Why do you wear all of that armor?" Euvaela asks me in wonderment.
"Because I used to be." my voice trails off. "Because it makes me feel safe." I don't want to tell her the real reason.yet.
She opens her mouth to speak again, but suddenly, a figure hops in front of us. I recognize the figure. The tight blue bodysuit. The white boots and black nails. The hood with the Shiekah symbol on the front. The blonde hair and bangs that almost cover the glowing red eyes. The white mask to cover his mouth. Shiek.
"What are you doing here, Ganondorf?" Shiek says in anger. "Aren't you supposed to be in the Sacred Realm right now? And where do you get off luring poor, defenseless girls into your cruel trap?"
"Back off, Shiek," I reply in an equally angry tone. "I am not here to hurt you, and I am definitely not here to hurt Euvaela! However, if you don't leave me be, I may have to react in drastic measures!"
"Ganondorf," Shiek begins. "You know her parents do not consent of this. How did you escape the Realm, anyway? You will pay, wicked King!"
"You were the one on the roof, weren't you?" "Ganondorf?" Euvaela puzzles. "What's going on?"
"Run girl, run!" Shiek says. "This man is very, very dangerous!"
"I will not run!" Euvaela yells back. "I don't care if you all think he's bad. I know he isn't!"
"Yes," I say, hypnotized with rage. "I'm only dangerous to creeps like you!"
I raise my hand and let loose a blast of black energy. Shiek dodges easily and throws some darts at me. My armor easily protects me from such toys. Predicting which way Shiek will leap, I blast again, and then shoot a ball of darkness to the right. My plan works, and he jumps right into the second orb, falling to the floor in pain.
"We'll lock you away again!" Shiek screams in a surly manner. "I'll warn the Sages and Link of your escape immediately!" He leaps away, leaving me in fear of Link.
I turn to Euvaela. "We must escape quickly. Far, far away from Kakariko."
She nods her head, and we run. We run far across Hyrule Fields, and after a few days, we make it to a safe and quiet meadow, secluded from most of the main towns of Hyrule. We fall asleep, and the next morning, I wake up before Euvaela does. I softly shake her, and she opens her eyes gently, ever so gently, to reveal their blue darkness. She yawns, and walks to a river nearby. Euvaela washes her face and drinks some water as I catch some fish for our breakfast. Using my magic, I create a small fire to cook the fish on, and I place some pieces on a two sticks for each of us. We eat, and then sit quietly, satisfied with the meal.
I look at her, and I point to a flower. "You say I am a rare flower, correct?" I ask softly. "Well, this flower is for you."
I pick the flower and hold it in front of her, but it droops piteously, darkened by my touch. I look at the ground sadly. She hugs me, and, for the first time in my life, I respond and hug someone.