Sheik, the tale the scribes missed
Disclaimer: They're not mine because some smart ass at Nintendo drew them first - bugger...
OK, I suppose I should recap, since we are far in, and the less memory gifted will have forgotten the recap from last chapter, and hell, the last chapter itself. Sheik has the Minuet of Forest, Bolero of Fire, Serenade of Water, and was then captured by Ganondorf. The evil desert guy himself seemed to fall for the wicked wiles of Sheik, but now he and Nabooru have escaped, and are off to find the Spirit temple.
Enjoy.
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I am back at the ranch, and back to writing this. First, some news that I feel I cannot possibly save until later - Zelda is getting married. And, to everyone's surprise, including mine, she is not marrying Link. Apparently we have all misconceived their relationship and turned it to be something it is not. Malon told me that they said they are 'more like brother and sister than anything else'.
And, something that made me smile was when Malon pressed further. Apparently, their replies were rather humorous. To the question of 'so, you two aren't getting married then?' Zelda and Link looked at each other, made faces, and then burst out laughing. Sometimes, when I hear things like that, I wish they knew I was still here. But, at least I have not been forced out of Hyrule.
Zelda is going to marry an apparently long time love of hers - no one knows who he is yet though. The wedding is going to be in about three months - perhaps I'll rig up a disguise and go myself. It will be interesting to see how both she and Link have fared with the years.
Now that I've relayed that to you, I'd better get back to writing what I'm supposed to write!
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We woke within the calm lull of the watchtower, and ate a decent meal of bread and fresh fruits. The fruit provided a little moisture, so we didn't have to begin on our water bottles yet. Nabooru went out first to check around, and make sure that we were not being followed. I peered out after her, and saw surprised to see that the sand had let up a little, and I could see about a hundred yards on all sides.
"It's safe - they must still be checking the hideout for us," she called, and I came out after her. We carried on through the desert, stopping every so often when our stomachs growled for food. Nabooru carefully rationed our water, and I was glad I had a desert wise companion. I doubt I would have survived in that sparse, unforgiving land alone.
"Nabooru?"
"Mmmhmm?"
"What was it that Ganondorf chose me for?"
"What? Why do you want to know?" she sounded suspicious. I just shrugged, and she sighed. "Sorry. But - I don't know. He never - and you're not old enough to know."
"Not old enough?!" I was outraged beyond belief at that comment. I had survived through attacks and all that journeying to be told I was 'too young' to be told something! "Nabooru!" I said, hurrying forward to walk beside her. "I have seen more than even the oldest person in the world could have. Tell me!"
She looked down at me, opened her mouth, and shook her head. "There's no point - he never got around to - did he?" I just looked at her in complete confusement. "Uh. Let me rephrase that. Did he ever - act oddly around you?"
"He always acted oddly around me - the whole trying to kill me and everything!" she laughed at this. "Well - all those gifts..." I trailed off, not sure whether to tell her. I trusted her, but what if she laughed. What if, worse, she thought that I had wanted him to? I shook my head, and carried on walking.
"What else? You may be Sheikah, but I've been trained well. There's something you're not telling me - Sheik! Tell me!" she grabbed my arm, and I kept on walking, dragging her behind me. "Stop - you're just wasting water!" she said sternly, and I gave up.
"He - argh!" I didn't know how to say it. Nabooru however seemed to have worked it out from merely my facial expression.
"How far did the pig go?" she asked, looking down at me worriedly.
"He kissed me - then I ran away. That's why you found me there the night after the feast." I stared down at my feet as we walked along, and felt her place a hand on my shoulder.
"But - you're so young." She noticed me glare upwards at her. "It's not an offence, it's true. I thought he'd at least wait. Oh, Goddesses, if I had known..." she stopped, and wrapped her arm with mine. I took comfort in her arm entwined with mine, and we carried on walking in silence.
A few minutes later, Nabooru stumbled over on a stone and fell flat on her face in the sand. I just laughed seeing her in a most undignified position, and she glared up at me, holding out a hand expectantly. "Well, aren't you going to help a lady up?" she said sulkily, and I reached out a hand to help her up. She took it, and yanked me down to the sand as well.
"Hey!" I laughed again, and followed her as she set off walking again. "What was that for?"
"For laughing at me - stupid stone must have had something against me!" she laughed as well, wrapped her arm back around mine, and started walking again.
"Do you really think that we'll find the melody at the temple?"
"I'm not sure Sheik - but, as you said, you have to try there first. I'm sure I remember some kind of inscriptions in the entrance hall. That could be them." I nodded pensively, and wondered whether those would be the melody that I needed. If so, then my quest would be over quicker than I could ever have hoped.
The storms of sand began to pick up again, and soon we had to lean heavily into the wind just to put one foot in front of the other. I passed Nabooru some spare bandages to use as a facemask against the blowing grit, and we ploughed on through the storm. All the time, we had the thought that we were being tracked in the back of our minds, but neither of us voiced our fears.
Each time I looked over at Nabooru, even through the virtual wall of sand, I could see that she looked worried and strained. I kept my ears pricked and all my senses attuned for fear that He would come after us. He was my great fear then - not being lost in the desert, nor killed by beasts. I was afraid of a mere man, a powerful man who had chosen his powers for darkness instead of light.
A mere man, who according to Nabooru, had chosen me also. In truth, I did not realise in great depth what this meant at the time - which might have led to a few later mistakes that I made. Of course, you won't know of those until later on - strange to think I have chosen to bear my soul to people who don't even know who I am. Oh - I'm getting off the point again.
The storm carried on for a long while, and we carried on, passing markers every few miles. The red flags stood out in stark contrast to the base yellow/brown of the blowing sand, and each time we reached one, we basked in the small shelter against the wind they provided. After a time that I have no clue how long it was, we stopped to eat. It was quite difficult to with the storm going on, but somehow we managed to eat without consuming too much sand as well.
After eating, we ploughed on further, deeper into the desert, always watching, waiting for the sound of hoof beats over the roar of the sand. Finally, the markers petered out, and we could see ahead of us a great set of barracks, black against the sky. As we drew closer, I could feel a wave of calming coolness wash over me. Nabooru's face split into a smile as we reached the bottom of the steps, and she turned to me. "This is the strangest thing you will ever do," she said, and I just nodded.
"A guide-spirit to lead us, yes?"
"Yup - hang on," she pulled out a small amber coloured crystal, and using the chain attached to it, fixed the flat lens over her eye. "OK, off we go."
She was right - darting through the desert over an unmarked path with her, after a guide I couldn't see was more than a little strange. Each time we reached the crest of a dune, I'd look down eagerly, only to see another valley, and another crest to scale. All the time, we were going at a rapid pace, and I felt as though I would die from the heat. Out in the deep desert, the winds had dropped slightly, so the heat was added to without the protection of the sand layer above.
As I ran after Nabooru, watching her long hair fan behind her, I removed my cloak and balled it up in my hands to try and cool myself down. When I looked back up, I saw that Nabooru had stopped, and the world around me cooled as I moved beneath the shadow of a great stone building. Padding over to her, I looked around in awe at the great expanse of the Spirit temple, which had blended in so well, that only when I looked at it properly could I tell it was the temple.
Suddenly, a small burrowing green creature rose from the sand, followed by an army of the same creatures. Nabooru glanced down at them, and then pulled on my arm to run towards them. She jumped clean above the green things, and I did the same, hearing them scrunch through the sand behind us as we made our way to the stone steps leading up to the temple. As soon as we set foot onto them, the green creatures sank back beneath the sand, and the only sound left was the heavy breathing of us two, standing upon the sanctuary of the steps.
Turning around, I surveyed the surroundings. To the right (facing away from the temple), was a small hollow, in which I could see the glint of a little water. One of the green creatures emerged beside it, and seemed to stoop down to drink. "What is that thing?" I asked, tugging on Nabooru's arm to pull her attention away from the amazing building before us.
"Hmm? Oh, that's a Peahat - they're only dangerous if they get you - don't stand still too long on the sand around here, and you'll be fine." She turned back to look at the temple, and I did as well, raking my eyes over the rest of the surroundings as I did so. I noticed a small crack in the wall of a cliff not far off, and a few trees nearby, but apart from that, the view wasn't exactly inspiring.
The temple itself was a whole other matter; the stone was intricately carved, and even with the erosion from the wind, I could see the scratchings of many different hands within the walls. As I moved closer, I recognised it as the old tongue - which I could by no means read, having never been taught more than the names of plants. "Builded in the first year of the Gerudos enlightenment. Protecting the sacred desert spirit of the great warriors who discovered an oasis within such harshness. Rest peacefully, sisters," Nabooru whispered reverently, and I saw her kneel on one knee before one particularly worn carving, and run one hand across the worn stone.
She stood again, and glanced back at me, looking a little embarrassed by her outburst. I just pretended not to have noticed, and we both ascended the last long line of steps to the great stone doors above. I leaned my shoulder against one, and pushed forcefully - the door slid open easily, and I fell straight through onto the floor on the other side. Nabooru laughed, and walked past me, into the shadowy hallway. I stood up, brushing dust from my clothes, and saw Nabooru frowning slightly, looking around.
Suddenly, a great surge of ice came flying through the air, which encased Nabooru instantly; following that was a stream of fire, which I dodged hurriedly, looking around me. High above, I spotted the desert witches, Koume and Kotake circling above. "Our Ganondorf isn't happy," Koume shrieked.
"Not happy at all," the other agreed, sending ice at me once again.
I stepped away, and onto the remnants of Kotake's last attack, which encased my feet in ice immediately. "We should take you back to him," she said, flying lower. I panicked, and sent a spark of fire to my feet, singing my trousers, but succeeding in freeing my feet. Koume and Kotake seemed shocked as I sent waves of my own magic towards them, whilst dodging theirs. Mine looked pitiful compared to theirs, merely a small wave of white light that flew through the air.
Shrieking, they sent ferocious spells at me, which I carried on dodging, hurling my own magic back - always remaining wary of the lingering patches from their spells. Eventually, I hit one of them, and both screamed as one in pain. The screams were so shrill that I had to clamp my hands over my ears from pain. Looking up, hands over ears, I saw them flee, and dropped my hands as soon as they left my sight.
I thawed Nabooru out from her encasement of ice. "That was weird," she commented, wringing water from her hair. "Hey - is that it?" she pointed to the opposite wall, and I made out the lines of a stave on it. Sure enough, above the stave were the words 'Requiem of Spirit'.
"Yes, I think that would be it," I said in relief, scribbling the notes into my notebook. "But, I think it would be best that I learn this later. We should probably leave before they return." Nabooru nodded, and we both exited the temple, into the startlingly bright sunshine outside. There was a figure before us, and we couldn't tell who they were for the glare in our eyes. I raised my fists, and Nabooru pulled a stone from next to her on the floor.
A familiar tinkling laugh reached my ears, and I dropped my fists. "Related to the Great Fairy in Death Mountain Crater by chance?" I asked, and the laugh came again.
"Her cousin actually. Sheik if I'm correct?" I nodded, and was at last able to see her properly. Nabooru dropped the stone she had picked up, and stood stiffly beside me. "I heard about you from her - little adventurer aren't you? Well, I've got a favour I need to ask."
"We don't really have enough time to-" I began, but she cut me off.
"It won't take long. All I need is for you to play one song for me, and then you can be off with a gift from me."
"What song, if I may be so bold as to ask?" I conceded, pulling my lyre from my back. She clapped her hands, and I noticed that she was a little more modest by way of clothing than her cousin. At least I could look at the pink haired fairy without feeling all too embarrassed.
"The song of storms - if you and your friend could just follow me, I'll show you where I need it played." We trooped after the fluttering fairy, zigzagging across the sand to avoid the Peahat colonies.
We stopped by the hollow, which still had only the slightest pool of water in the very bottom. The fairy stopped, and looked at me meaningfully. Understanding the look, I played the song, and fat drops of rain began to fall from sudden rain clouds. Within a few minutes, the hollow had filled, and small orbs of light danced across the surface. Nabooru gasped next to me, "It's beautiful!"
The Great Fairy swooped down, and laid a hand on my shoulder. "Thanks for that - here, take this spell, and use it when you're endangered from more sides than is fair." She dropped a small metallic looking object into my hand, and closed it around it, before disappearing, and leaving only the lesser fairies dancing over the water. I grabbed Nabooru's lower arm, and played the Winged Harmonic.
"To Kakariko again," I muttered, as the magic carried us away.
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Kakariko had been built up again during my years of captivity, but was still lacking of the people that had been taken all that while ago. Still, charred patches of grass marked where fires had raged, and not much grew on the ashy ground. The thing that I noticed the most was the group of Sheikans in the central field, by the great tree. I recognised them as villagers from my home village, and moved swiftly towards them, Nabooru trailing uncertainly behind me.
The tallest of the group, Eryn, a dark-haired and eyed woman, turned as we approached. "By what name do you walk, fellow shadow?" she called, obviously having not recognised me after the years away.
"Sheik, dusk-dark Eryn, I would have thought you would remember!" I replied, bowing formally.
"Sheik? The wandering adventurer returned alive and well has he?" she asked playfully, looking down at me. She paced around me as I remembered her, studying me scrutinously. "Hmm - I see you've grown well at least - have you carried on your fighting, or gone soft through misuse?"
"With the training you gave me, I doubt I could if I had tried," I laughed, then remembered Nabooru, who I sensed hovering uncomfortably in the background. "Ah, yes, this is Nabooru, leader of the Gerudos," noticing the dark looks shot her way, I added; "express Ganondorf hater. She helped me find part of what Rauru asked me to search for."
Eryn nodded, and I looked around at the small group, noting that almost all were young children. The only ones I could put names to were a tall set of girls, each with dark brown hair and blue eyes; the twins, Kiri and Siri. Nest to them was a slightly shorter boy, with dark hair and eyes, similar to Eryn's; Falco. None of the others were ones I could name. "What are you all doing here?" I queried, and their faces darkened.
"Ganondorf decided to seek us out for some reason," Eryn spat bitterly. "We had to make a run for it. Not even I and the other teachers were a match for the powers of him and his army."
"We think he was searching for something-" Kiri began.
"Or someone!" Siri finished her twin's sentences, just how I had remembered.
"Why do you think that?" Nabooru had at last plucked up the courage to talk.
"Well," Falco's voice had become surprisingly deep, "before he destroyed our buildings, he searched through them first."
Nabooru glanced at me worriedly, and I knew what she was thinking. 'He was searching for me' I thought miserably. "Hey, Sheik, wake up shadow!" Eryn clicked her fingers before my face. I blinked and looked up at her. "Impa left this for me to give to you. It looks like nonsense, but she said you'd find it handy." She handed me a piece of worn parchment. "We're going now - we're staying in dawn-camp should you need to find us."
All of the group threw deku-nuts, and disappeared. Opening the parchment, I gave a sigh of relief and astonishment. 'Nocturne of Shadow' was scrawled at the top. I put it in my pack, and then led Nabooru towards the house I had stayed in when last in Kakariko.
The door opened on the first knock, and I stared into the face of a surprised Talon. "Sheik, is that you me boy?" he asked groggily, before standing aside to let Nabooru and me in. I was ecstatic to see him - to know that he had not been captured. But, as I looked around, and saw Eloise, I noticed the lack of a certain redhead.
"Where's Malon?"
"Captured," Talon said quickly, sniffing loudly. "On the ranch - no one can get near it!"
I fell heavily onto a chair, and Nabooru stood beside me, hand gently on my shoulder for support. Malon, captured? It could not be! I cursed loudly, but none of the inhabitants of the room seemed to care. Nabooru's hand seemed to grow lighter on my shoulder, and I could feel myself slipping. There was a gasp of shock, a thud, and then no more.
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Apparently, what happened was that Rauru saw that I had all of the temple melodies, and not wanting something to happen to me, summoned me to the Temple of Time. There, he put me to sleep on the pedestal with the Hero of Time, away from Ganondorf's clutches. Even after asking people, I have little clue what happened to them. All the three in the room saw was me suddenly disappear.
Malon was kept in slavery at the Ranch, in fear of her life all the time, wondering whether she would see the light of another day. Many a time I have wished that I could have been there, to protect her, even under the influence of dark magic, which surrounded the Ranch.
About a month before the Hero of Time awoke once more, I myself was awoken.
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I yawned and stretched out, feeling well rested. Even so, I didn't want to get up - wherever I happened to be was warm and quiet, and just what I wanted things to be like forever.
However, when I felt a shifting movement beside me, and a body shuffle towards mine, I snapped my eyes open, and looked straight at someone's sleeping face. After a few seconds, I realised where I was, and deducted that the boy - correction - man, in front of me was Link. He shuffled again, and feeling distinctly embarrassed, I scooted backwards. The pedestal, however, was not large, and I went rolling over the edge, down the steps, onto the hard floor.
"Ow," I grunted weakly, clutching the cloak I had found myself in tightly around me, realising with a start that it was the only thing I wore. "What in all holy Goddesses?" I muttered, trying to stand up, catching my footing on the cloak and falling down again. Groaning, I sat up gingerly, and noticed Rauru was now standing before me.
"Nice to see you too!" he laughed, reaching out a hand to help me up. He passed me some clothes and bandages. "Here - I magicked you into that when you started to grow too much." I nodded and took the clothes. Turning around, I began to walk to the other side of the pedestal for some privacy, but Rauru stopped me. "Never mind, I can do it much quicker!"
He snapped his fingers, and I was immediately clothed in my normal fare, facemask and all. I also noticed that he had sheared my hair back to a manageable length once more. "Thanks," I breathed, stretching a cramp from my neck.
"You're welcome - I didn't actually intend you to wake so soon to be honest. There is still yet another month to pass before he wakes," he signalled to the sleeping Hero. "I myself must go out and protect the most sacred sanctuary from attack." With that, he disappeared, leaving me all alone in the room of glowing blue walls and many pedestals, with the Hero of Time.
I sat back down, and watched the rhythmic rise and fall of the fairy's wings as it slept; with each snore, the twinkling light pulsated gently, and I had to resist a maddening urge to laugh. Instead, I went to studying the Hero himself; his hair was pooled around in dark yellow around his head, and I envied his ridiculously tanned skin with a vengeance. (In fact, I still do, but I shall not go into skin envy right now).
Shifting slightly, something fell out of one of my pockets, and I saw the metallic object, which the Great Fairy of the Desert had given me so long before. Lifting it up, I ran my fingers over the smooth surface, until I came to a slight groove which ran all the way around its outside. I placed my fingers in the groove, and carefully pulled the object into two, identical halves. A small light hung between the two halves as though suspended by an invisible thread.
It bobbed within the confines of the halves, which I had placed on the floor. I reached out a hand, and slowly moved my fingers towards the light. At about an inch away, a small spark shot between the light and my hand, and I pulled it away in shock. Looking down, I could see that it glowed blue; the slight tingling told me it was magic. Again, I reached out my hand, and touched the light itself this time.
The blue light engulfed me, and formed a shield, which clung close to me, allowing me to manoeuvre easily. A small voice whispered in my head, 'Nayru's love will protect thee', and I knew the magic was a sophisticated shield charm. I picked up the two halves of the object, and placed them together again. The blue glow remained around me for a few minutes more, before fading out of existence.
I returned to studying the young hero, finding pity in my heart for all the hardships he would have to go through. He would be in such danger, and he had not chosen to be; fate and legend had chosen him.
Suddenly, Rauru reappeared, and handed me a purple potion, slightly diluted. "Here - that's for until one hour before he awakens, if you drink it now." He disappeared again. I crawled back over to the pedestal, and crawled onto its very edge, before drinking the potion in one quick gulp. Then, I laid the cloak I had previously been wearing on the cold stone as a pillow, and rested my head upon it.
Within a few seconds, the potion began to take effect, and I yawned deeply. I curled my legs up to my chest, and turned my back on the Hero, before succumbing to sleep once again.
*
I seemed to awake almost instantly after putting my head on the pillow, but Rauru's figure off to the left told me it had indeed been a month. "Ah, you are awake - I must send you back to the temple, and you are to wait there. Be careful not to step outside until you must; a lot more has changed since I sent you into sleep." I nodded mutely, realising that Rauru did not tower over me as he had used to. I found my pack next to the pedestal, and attempted to clip my knives around my waist, before finding the belt too small.
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot!" Rauru chuckled, pulling a sword seemingly from the air, and handing it to me, along with weapons that I had had as a child - that were now large enough for my adult form. He then summoned my pack to his hands, and gave it to me. "Go await him in the temple - there are things that I must explain to the Hero. He will be confused, and it is best I explain before returning him to Hyrule."
"I understand - fare thee well for now, sir," I said, bowing, and then moving to the seal of light. There was a small swirl of light around me, and I found myself in the inner sanctum of the Temple of Time. Next to me was the stand where the Master Sword had once slumbered. I backed into the shadows of the Temple, and drew my legs up to my chest. I felt comfortable now that I had gotten used to the idea of being grown.
A frown went across my face as I wondered how much devastation Ganondorf had managed to cause in the years of my sleep. I then remembered that Malon must still be on the Ranch, and that my villagers were still on the run. "Curses," I remember muttering, and then staring unseeingly at the platform, which held the empty stand of the Master Sword.
Before I knew it, there was a swirling of lights upon the platform, and a tall figure was materializing. I watched as they looked around them, before turning away. Nimbly, I jumped onto the platform behind them, and they whirled around, sword out. The fairy flew straight towards me, and I ducked the speeding ball of light, catching it gently as it flew back again. "Stop that, lest you want your Great Fairies to know that you are attacking a friend!" I said sternly, before letting the little ball of light go. It turned blue, and a melodic tinkling voice came into my head. 'Sorry'.
'No problem,' I thought back, smiling. Then, I noticed the wide eyes of the Hero, and looked down at him. I took a deep breath in, hoped I did not look too menacing, and advanced slightly, to stand just at the top of the steps.
"I've been waiting for you, Hero of Time," I began, and waited, lest he wished to reply. Then, I carried on, "I am Sheik, Survivor of the Sheikahs. I'm here to help you, and to tell you whether to you go on your quest." I breathed to speak again, and he cut in, something I had not expected.
"Do you know of the Princess's whereabouts?" he asked earnestly.
"Ah..." I didn't know. "I am not sure - but she will be safe," I assured him, and he nodded. I began to relate the legend to which he was to work to save our land to him. "An ancient prophecy tells of the breaking apart of the Tri-Force, and of how it is to be saved. The sages will help you, and are to be found in locations told of within the legend. One in a deep forest...One on a high mountain...One under a vast lake...One within the house of the dead...One inside a goddess of the sand.
"Together with the Hero of Time, the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world. Do you understand?" He nodded, bright blue eyes even wider than they had been at the beginning. I sighed in relief. "One Sage is waiting for the time of awakening in the Forest Temple. The Sage is a girl I am sure you know..." he seemed too shocked to speak, which was fine by me.
"But, if you believe what I'm saying, you should head to Kakariko village - there is a tool there you will need." With that, I threw a deku-nut, and disappeared from his sight. I reappeared on the ledge of a great stained window above, and ducked back into the recess, watching as he stared blankly at the space I had been standing in. Then, he shook his head, turned, followed closely by his fairy, and left the temple.
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I know that I spoke in riddles and was a mysterious figure back then - but, it was this which prevented me from becoming too attached to Link. A friendship would only make my blend into the background later on a thousand times as hard.
Any way, to the present day, for I am a little tired of writing about the past today, Malon seemingly knows who Zelda's secret love is, but refuses to tell. It's most frustrating, and I'm contemplating forcing it out of her with some kind of torture involving tickling. Hmm... It probably wouldn't work. She's excellent at keeping secrets, as she has shown in her protection of me here, for which I'm always grateful.
However, it looks like I will be leaving for a little while now - it seems that the Ranch has acquired a new batch of wild horses to tame. It's going to provide an interesting distraction from the monotony of normal life. Until I write again, fare well.
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ARGH! Don't kill me for the temple scene - I haven't played the game for ages, so I can't remember exactly what Sheik said. And I couldn't be bothered to spend ages playing just to get up to that bit and see. Maybe when I do play it through in the half term or something, I'll change that bit so it's more accurate, but for now, you'll have to cope with my version of it I'm afraid.
Oh, yay, am onto the good bit now - kicking some good old monster butt, and saving the world in general, yay! Until next update, as Sheik would say, fare well.
Thanks, Soda
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[Eyes have bugged out] Whoo, onto two pages with the reviews already - I'm on a roll!
GoddessOfChaos - I could never believe Sheik is Zelda - then I would be in total lust with a stuck up priss of a princess. [Shudder] I may be odd, but I'm not THAT odd! Glad you liked it!
Sardonic SPaZ - Wow - I got someone at a loss for words [blush] my writing skills must be improving - usually I get 'good, but needs more detail'. [Mutters about evil lecturer....]
Fortuna - [snatches back chibi Sheik] MINE! You can have the one that's legal age instead [snoogles chibi Sheik] You're so adorable, yes you are!
Cassidy dell - Heh, I love your reviews! Thankies again for being crazy enough to read! Huggles go out to you (a cross between and hug and a cuddle, found out about at an unfortunate party...I will say no more [coughs])
Sheikah girl - Such passion in a review - everyone take a leaf out of her book, and you're bound to jolt your favourite authors to write more on a story you like! 'Yes!!! Never boring, perfect descriptions, no annoying grammar mistakes. I'm really impressed about how you write from a character's PoV, and that the story is still so good. I could never do that. And then, there is Sheik...*sigh*... Another one who thinks he's his own person, and that he's straight, finally! ^_~
Great, keep this up!'
[Coughs again] Uh, hoping the whole Ganondorf kissy thing no scare you off Sheikah girl...
Anyways, thanks all you guys, huggles for everyone. Oh, and I have a few more plot bunnies up my sleeve, so yay for me!
Disclaimer: They're not mine because some smart ass at Nintendo drew them first - bugger...
OK, I suppose I should recap, since we are far in, and the less memory gifted will have forgotten the recap from last chapter, and hell, the last chapter itself. Sheik has the Minuet of Forest, Bolero of Fire, Serenade of Water, and was then captured by Ganondorf. The evil desert guy himself seemed to fall for the wicked wiles of Sheik, but now he and Nabooru have escaped, and are off to find the Spirit temple.
Enjoy.
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I am back at the ranch, and back to writing this. First, some news that I feel I cannot possibly save until later - Zelda is getting married. And, to everyone's surprise, including mine, she is not marrying Link. Apparently we have all misconceived their relationship and turned it to be something it is not. Malon told me that they said they are 'more like brother and sister than anything else'.
And, something that made me smile was when Malon pressed further. Apparently, their replies were rather humorous. To the question of 'so, you two aren't getting married then?' Zelda and Link looked at each other, made faces, and then burst out laughing. Sometimes, when I hear things like that, I wish they knew I was still here. But, at least I have not been forced out of Hyrule.
Zelda is going to marry an apparently long time love of hers - no one knows who he is yet though. The wedding is going to be in about three months - perhaps I'll rig up a disguise and go myself. It will be interesting to see how both she and Link have fared with the years.
Now that I've relayed that to you, I'd better get back to writing what I'm supposed to write!
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We woke within the calm lull of the watchtower, and ate a decent meal of bread and fresh fruits. The fruit provided a little moisture, so we didn't have to begin on our water bottles yet. Nabooru went out first to check around, and make sure that we were not being followed. I peered out after her, and saw surprised to see that the sand had let up a little, and I could see about a hundred yards on all sides.
"It's safe - they must still be checking the hideout for us," she called, and I came out after her. We carried on through the desert, stopping every so often when our stomachs growled for food. Nabooru carefully rationed our water, and I was glad I had a desert wise companion. I doubt I would have survived in that sparse, unforgiving land alone.
"Nabooru?"
"Mmmhmm?"
"What was it that Ganondorf chose me for?"
"What? Why do you want to know?" she sounded suspicious. I just shrugged, and she sighed. "Sorry. But - I don't know. He never - and you're not old enough to know."
"Not old enough?!" I was outraged beyond belief at that comment. I had survived through attacks and all that journeying to be told I was 'too young' to be told something! "Nabooru!" I said, hurrying forward to walk beside her. "I have seen more than even the oldest person in the world could have. Tell me!"
She looked down at me, opened her mouth, and shook her head. "There's no point - he never got around to - did he?" I just looked at her in complete confusement. "Uh. Let me rephrase that. Did he ever - act oddly around you?"
"He always acted oddly around me - the whole trying to kill me and everything!" she laughed at this. "Well - all those gifts..." I trailed off, not sure whether to tell her. I trusted her, but what if she laughed. What if, worse, she thought that I had wanted him to? I shook my head, and carried on walking.
"What else? You may be Sheikah, but I've been trained well. There's something you're not telling me - Sheik! Tell me!" she grabbed my arm, and I kept on walking, dragging her behind me. "Stop - you're just wasting water!" she said sternly, and I gave up.
"He - argh!" I didn't know how to say it. Nabooru however seemed to have worked it out from merely my facial expression.
"How far did the pig go?" she asked, looking down at me worriedly.
"He kissed me - then I ran away. That's why you found me there the night after the feast." I stared down at my feet as we walked along, and felt her place a hand on my shoulder.
"But - you're so young." She noticed me glare upwards at her. "It's not an offence, it's true. I thought he'd at least wait. Oh, Goddesses, if I had known..." she stopped, and wrapped her arm with mine. I took comfort in her arm entwined with mine, and we carried on walking in silence.
A few minutes later, Nabooru stumbled over on a stone and fell flat on her face in the sand. I just laughed seeing her in a most undignified position, and she glared up at me, holding out a hand expectantly. "Well, aren't you going to help a lady up?" she said sulkily, and I reached out a hand to help her up. She took it, and yanked me down to the sand as well.
"Hey!" I laughed again, and followed her as she set off walking again. "What was that for?"
"For laughing at me - stupid stone must have had something against me!" she laughed as well, wrapped her arm back around mine, and started walking again.
"Do you really think that we'll find the melody at the temple?"
"I'm not sure Sheik - but, as you said, you have to try there first. I'm sure I remember some kind of inscriptions in the entrance hall. That could be them." I nodded pensively, and wondered whether those would be the melody that I needed. If so, then my quest would be over quicker than I could ever have hoped.
The storms of sand began to pick up again, and soon we had to lean heavily into the wind just to put one foot in front of the other. I passed Nabooru some spare bandages to use as a facemask against the blowing grit, and we ploughed on through the storm. All the time, we had the thought that we were being tracked in the back of our minds, but neither of us voiced our fears.
Each time I looked over at Nabooru, even through the virtual wall of sand, I could see that she looked worried and strained. I kept my ears pricked and all my senses attuned for fear that He would come after us. He was my great fear then - not being lost in the desert, nor killed by beasts. I was afraid of a mere man, a powerful man who had chosen his powers for darkness instead of light.
A mere man, who according to Nabooru, had chosen me also. In truth, I did not realise in great depth what this meant at the time - which might have led to a few later mistakes that I made. Of course, you won't know of those until later on - strange to think I have chosen to bear my soul to people who don't even know who I am. Oh - I'm getting off the point again.
The storm carried on for a long while, and we carried on, passing markers every few miles. The red flags stood out in stark contrast to the base yellow/brown of the blowing sand, and each time we reached one, we basked in the small shelter against the wind they provided. After a time that I have no clue how long it was, we stopped to eat. It was quite difficult to with the storm going on, but somehow we managed to eat without consuming too much sand as well.
After eating, we ploughed on further, deeper into the desert, always watching, waiting for the sound of hoof beats over the roar of the sand. Finally, the markers petered out, and we could see ahead of us a great set of barracks, black against the sky. As we drew closer, I could feel a wave of calming coolness wash over me. Nabooru's face split into a smile as we reached the bottom of the steps, and she turned to me. "This is the strangest thing you will ever do," she said, and I just nodded.
"A guide-spirit to lead us, yes?"
"Yup - hang on," she pulled out a small amber coloured crystal, and using the chain attached to it, fixed the flat lens over her eye. "OK, off we go."
She was right - darting through the desert over an unmarked path with her, after a guide I couldn't see was more than a little strange. Each time we reached the crest of a dune, I'd look down eagerly, only to see another valley, and another crest to scale. All the time, we were going at a rapid pace, and I felt as though I would die from the heat. Out in the deep desert, the winds had dropped slightly, so the heat was added to without the protection of the sand layer above.
As I ran after Nabooru, watching her long hair fan behind her, I removed my cloak and balled it up in my hands to try and cool myself down. When I looked back up, I saw that Nabooru had stopped, and the world around me cooled as I moved beneath the shadow of a great stone building. Padding over to her, I looked around in awe at the great expanse of the Spirit temple, which had blended in so well, that only when I looked at it properly could I tell it was the temple.
Suddenly, a small burrowing green creature rose from the sand, followed by an army of the same creatures. Nabooru glanced down at them, and then pulled on my arm to run towards them. She jumped clean above the green things, and I did the same, hearing them scrunch through the sand behind us as we made our way to the stone steps leading up to the temple. As soon as we set foot onto them, the green creatures sank back beneath the sand, and the only sound left was the heavy breathing of us two, standing upon the sanctuary of the steps.
Turning around, I surveyed the surroundings. To the right (facing away from the temple), was a small hollow, in which I could see the glint of a little water. One of the green creatures emerged beside it, and seemed to stoop down to drink. "What is that thing?" I asked, tugging on Nabooru's arm to pull her attention away from the amazing building before us.
"Hmm? Oh, that's a Peahat - they're only dangerous if they get you - don't stand still too long on the sand around here, and you'll be fine." She turned back to look at the temple, and I did as well, raking my eyes over the rest of the surroundings as I did so. I noticed a small crack in the wall of a cliff not far off, and a few trees nearby, but apart from that, the view wasn't exactly inspiring.
The temple itself was a whole other matter; the stone was intricately carved, and even with the erosion from the wind, I could see the scratchings of many different hands within the walls. As I moved closer, I recognised it as the old tongue - which I could by no means read, having never been taught more than the names of plants. "Builded in the first year of the Gerudos enlightenment. Protecting the sacred desert spirit of the great warriors who discovered an oasis within such harshness. Rest peacefully, sisters," Nabooru whispered reverently, and I saw her kneel on one knee before one particularly worn carving, and run one hand across the worn stone.
She stood again, and glanced back at me, looking a little embarrassed by her outburst. I just pretended not to have noticed, and we both ascended the last long line of steps to the great stone doors above. I leaned my shoulder against one, and pushed forcefully - the door slid open easily, and I fell straight through onto the floor on the other side. Nabooru laughed, and walked past me, into the shadowy hallway. I stood up, brushing dust from my clothes, and saw Nabooru frowning slightly, looking around.
Suddenly, a great surge of ice came flying through the air, which encased Nabooru instantly; following that was a stream of fire, which I dodged hurriedly, looking around me. High above, I spotted the desert witches, Koume and Kotake circling above. "Our Ganondorf isn't happy," Koume shrieked.
"Not happy at all," the other agreed, sending ice at me once again.
I stepped away, and onto the remnants of Kotake's last attack, which encased my feet in ice immediately. "We should take you back to him," she said, flying lower. I panicked, and sent a spark of fire to my feet, singing my trousers, but succeeding in freeing my feet. Koume and Kotake seemed shocked as I sent waves of my own magic towards them, whilst dodging theirs. Mine looked pitiful compared to theirs, merely a small wave of white light that flew through the air.
Shrieking, they sent ferocious spells at me, which I carried on dodging, hurling my own magic back - always remaining wary of the lingering patches from their spells. Eventually, I hit one of them, and both screamed as one in pain. The screams were so shrill that I had to clamp my hands over my ears from pain. Looking up, hands over ears, I saw them flee, and dropped my hands as soon as they left my sight.
I thawed Nabooru out from her encasement of ice. "That was weird," she commented, wringing water from her hair. "Hey - is that it?" she pointed to the opposite wall, and I made out the lines of a stave on it. Sure enough, above the stave were the words 'Requiem of Spirit'.
"Yes, I think that would be it," I said in relief, scribbling the notes into my notebook. "But, I think it would be best that I learn this later. We should probably leave before they return." Nabooru nodded, and we both exited the temple, into the startlingly bright sunshine outside. There was a figure before us, and we couldn't tell who they were for the glare in our eyes. I raised my fists, and Nabooru pulled a stone from next to her on the floor.
A familiar tinkling laugh reached my ears, and I dropped my fists. "Related to the Great Fairy in Death Mountain Crater by chance?" I asked, and the laugh came again.
"Her cousin actually. Sheik if I'm correct?" I nodded, and was at last able to see her properly. Nabooru dropped the stone she had picked up, and stood stiffly beside me. "I heard about you from her - little adventurer aren't you? Well, I've got a favour I need to ask."
"We don't really have enough time to-" I began, but she cut me off.
"It won't take long. All I need is for you to play one song for me, and then you can be off with a gift from me."
"What song, if I may be so bold as to ask?" I conceded, pulling my lyre from my back. She clapped her hands, and I noticed that she was a little more modest by way of clothing than her cousin. At least I could look at the pink haired fairy without feeling all too embarrassed.
"The song of storms - if you and your friend could just follow me, I'll show you where I need it played." We trooped after the fluttering fairy, zigzagging across the sand to avoid the Peahat colonies.
We stopped by the hollow, which still had only the slightest pool of water in the very bottom. The fairy stopped, and looked at me meaningfully. Understanding the look, I played the song, and fat drops of rain began to fall from sudden rain clouds. Within a few minutes, the hollow had filled, and small orbs of light danced across the surface. Nabooru gasped next to me, "It's beautiful!"
The Great Fairy swooped down, and laid a hand on my shoulder. "Thanks for that - here, take this spell, and use it when you're endangered from more sides than is fair." She dropped a small metallic looking object into my hand, and closed it around it, before disappearing, and leaving only the lesser fairies dancing over the water. I grabbed Nabooru's lower arm, and played the Winged Harmonic.
"To Kakariko again," I muttered, as the magic carried us away.
*
Kakariko had been built up again during my years of captivity, but was still lacking of the people that had been taken all that while ago. Still, charred patches of grass marked where fires had raged, and not much grew on the ashy ground. The thing that I noticed the most was the group of Sheikans in the central field, by the great tree. I recognised them as villagers from my home village, and moved swiftly towards them, Nabooru trailing uncertainly behind me.
The tallest of the group, Eryn, a dark-haired and eyed woman, turned as we approached. "By what name do you walk, fellow shadow?" she called, obviously having not recognised me after the years away.
"Sheik, dusk-dark Eryn, I would have thought you would remember!" I replied, bowing formally.
"Sheik? The wandering adventurer returned alive and well has he?" she asked playfully, looking down at me. She paced around me as I remembered her, studying me scrutinously. "Hmm - I see you've grown well at least - have you carried on your fighting, or gone soft through misuse?"
"With the training you gave me, I doubt I could if I had tried," I laughed, then remembered Nabooru, who I sensed hovering uncomfortably in the background. "Ah, yes, this is Nabooru, leader of the Gerudos," noticing the dark looks shot her way, I added; "express Ganondorf hater. She helped me find part of what Rauru asked me to search for."
Eryn nodded, and I looked around at the small group, noting that almost all were young children. The only ones I could put names to were a tall set of girls, each with dark brown hair and blue eyes; the twins, Kiri and Siri. Nest to them was a slightly shorter boy, with dark hair and eyes, similar to Eryn's; Falco. None of the others were ones I could name. "What are you all doing here?" I queried, and their faces darkened.
"Ganondorf decided to seek us out for some reason," Eryn spat bitterly. "We had to make a run for it. Not even I and the other teachers were a match for the powers of him and his army."
"We think he was searching for something-" Kiri began.
"Or someone!" Siri finished her twin's sentences, just how I had remembered.
"Why do you think that?" Nabooru had at last plucked up the courage to talk.
"Well," Falco's voice had become surprisingly deep, "before he destroyed our buildings, he searched through them first."
Nabooru glanced at me worriedly, and I knew what she was thinking. 'He was searching for me' I thought miserably. "Hey, Sheik, wake up shadow!" Eryn clicked her fingers before my face. I blinked and looked up at her. "Impa left this for me to give to you. It looks like nonsense, but she said you'd find it handy." She handed me a piece of worn parchment. "We're going now - we're staying in dawn-camp should you need to find us."
All of the group threw deku-nuts, and disappeared. Opening the parchment, I gave a sigh of relief and astonishment. 'Nocturne of Shadow' was scrawled at the top. I put it in my pack, and then led Nabooru towards the house I had stayed in when last in Kakariko.
The door opened on the first knock, and I stared into the face of a surprised Talon. "Sheik, is that you me boy?" he asked groggily, before standing aside to let Nabooru and me in. I was ecstatic to see him - to know that he had not been captured. But, as I looked around, and saw Eloise, I noticed the lack of a certain redhead.
"Where's Malon?"
"Captured," Talon said quickly, sniffing loudly. "On the ranch - no one can get near it!"
I fell heavily onto a chair, and Nabooru stood beside me, hand gently on my shoulder for support. Malon, captured? It could not be! I cursed loudly, but none of the inhabitants of the room seemed to care. Nabooru's hand seemed to grow lighter on my shoulder, and I could feel myself slipping. There was a gasp of shock, a thud, and then no more.
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Apparently, what happened was that Rauru saw that I had all of the temple melodies, and not wanting something to happen to me, summoned me to the Temple of Time. There, he put me to sleep on the pedestal with the Hero of Time, away from Ganondorf's clutches. Even after asking people, I have little clue what happened to them. All the three in the room saw was me suddenly disappear.
Malon was kept in slavery at the Ranch, in fear of her life all the time, wondering whether she would see the light of another day. Many a time I have wished that I could have been there, to protect her, even under the influence of dark magic, which surrounded the Ranch.
About a month before the Hero of Time awoke once more, I myself was awoken.
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I yawned and stretched out, feeling well rested. Even so, I didn't want to get up - wherever I happened to be was warm and quiet, and just what I wanted things to be like forever.
However, when I felt a shifting movement beside me, and a body shuffle towards mine, I snapped my eyes open, and looked straight at someone's sleeping face. After a few seconds, I realised where I was, and deducted that the boy - correction - man, in front of me was Link. He shuffled again, and feeling distinctly embarrassed, I scooted backwards. The pedestal, however, was not large, and I went rolling over the edge, down the steps, onto the hard floor.
"Ow," I grunted weakly, clutching the cloak I had found myself in tightly around me, realising with a start that it was the only thing I wore. "What in all holy Goddesses?" I muttered, trying to stand up, catching my footing on the cloak and falling down again. Groaning, I sat up gingerly, and noticed Rauru was now standing before me.
"Nice to see you too!" he laughed, reaching out a hand to help me up. He passed me some clothes and bandages. "Here - I magicked you into that when you started to grow too much." I nodded and took the clothes. Turning around, I began to walk to the other side of the pedestal for some privacy, but Rauru stopped me. "Never mind, I can do it much quicker!"
He snapped his fingers, and I was immediately clothed in my normal fare, facemask and all. I also noticed that he had sheared my hair back to a manageable length once more. "Thanks," I breathed, stretching a cramp from my neck.
"You're welcome - I didn't actually intend you to wake so soon to be honest. There is still yet another month to pass before he wakes," he signalled to the sleeping Hero. "I myself must go out and protect the most sacred sanctuary from attack." With that, he disappeared, leaving me all alone in the room of glowing blue walls and many pedestals, with the Hero of Time.
I sat back down, and watched the rhythmic rise and fall of the fairy's wings as it slept; with each snore, the twinkling light pulsated gently, and I had to resist a maddening urge to laugh. Instead, I went to studying the Hero himself; his hair was pooled around in dark yellow around his head, and I envied his ridiculously tanned skin with a vengeance. (In fact, I still do, but I shall not go into skin envy right now).
Shifting slightly, something fell out of one of my pockets, and I saw the metallic object, which the Great Fairy of the Desert had given me so long before. Lifting it up, I ran my fingers over the smooth surface, until I came to a slight groove which ran all the way around its outside. I placed my fingers in the groove, and carefully pulled the object into two, identical halves. A small light hung between the two halves as though suspended by an invisible thread.
It bobbed within the confines of the halves, which I had placed on the floor. I reached out a hand, and slowly moved my fingers towards the light. At about an inch away, a small spark shot between the light and my hand, and I pulled it away in shock. Looking down, I could see that it glowed blue; the slight tingling told me it was magic. Again, I reached out my hand, and touched the light itself this time.
The blue light engulfed me, and formed a shield, which clung close to me, allowing me to manoeuvre easily. A small voice whispered in my head, 'Nayru's love will protect thee', and I knew the magic was a sophisticated shield charm. I picked up the two halves of the object, and placed them together again. The blue glow remained around me for a few minutes more, before fading out of existence.
I returned to studying the young hero, finding pity in my heart for all the hardships he would have to go through. He would be in such danger, and he had not chosen to be; fate and legend had chosen him.
Suddenly, Rauru reappeared, and handed me a purple potion, slightly diluted. "Here - that's for until one hour before he awakens, if you drink it now." He disappeared again. I crawled back over to the pedestal, and crawled onto its very edge, before drinking the potion in one quick gulp. Then, I laid the cloak I had previously been wearing on the cold stone as a pillow, and rested my head upon it.
Within a few seconds, the potion began to take effect, and I yawned deeply. I curled my legs up to my chest, and turned my back on the Hero, before succumbing to sleep once again.
*
I seemed to awake almost instantly after putting my head on the pillow, but Rauru's figure off to the left told me it had indeed been a month. "Ah, you are awake - I must send you back to the temple, and you are to wait there. Be careful not to step outside until you must; a lot more has changed since I sent you into sleep." I nodded mutely, realising that Rauru did not tower over me as he had used to. I found my pack next to the pedestal, and attempted to clip my knives around my waist, before finding the belt too small.
"Oh, yes, I almost forgot!" Rauru chuckled, pulling a sword seemingly from the air, and handing it to me, along with weapons that I had had as a child - that were now large enough for my adult form. He then summoned my pack to his hands, and gave it to me. "Go await him in the temple - there are things that I must explain to the Hero. He will be confused, and it is best I explain before returning him to Hyrule."
"I understand - fare thee well for now, sir," I said, bowing, and then moving to the seal of light. There was a small swirl of light around me, and I found myself in the inner sanctum of the Temple of Time. Next to me was the stand where the Master Sword had once slumbered. I backed into the shadows of the Temple, and drew my legs up to my chest. I felt comfortable now that I had gotten used to the idea of being grown.
A frown went across my face as I wondered how much devastation Ganondorf had managed to cause in the years of my sleep. I then remembered that Malon must still be on the Ranch, and that my villagers were still on the run. "Curses," I remember muttering, and then staring unseeingly at the platform, which held the empty stand of the Master Sword.
Before I knew it, there was a swirling of lights upon the platform, and a tall figure was materializing. I watched as they looked around them, before turning away. Nimbly, I jumped onto the platform behind them, and they whirled around, sword out. The fairy flew straight towards me, and I ducked the speeding ball of light, catching it gently as it flew back again. "Stop that, lest you want your Great Fairies to know that you are attacking a friend!" I said sternly, before letting the little ball of light go. It turned blue, and a melodic tinkling voice came into my head. 'Sorry'.
'No problem,' I thought back, smiling. Then, I noticed the wide eyes of the Hero, and looked down at him. I took a deep breath in, hoped I did not look too menacing, and advanced slightly, to stand just at the top of the steps.
"I've been waiting for you, Hero of Time," I began, and waited, lest he wished to reply. Then, I carried on, "I am Sheik, Survivor of the Sheikahs. I'm here to help you, and to tell you whether to you go on your quest." I breathed to speak again, and he cut in, something I had not expected.
"Do you know of the Princess's whereabouts?" he asked earnestly.
"Ah..." I didn't know. "I am not sure - but she will be safe," I assured him, and he nodded. I began to relate the legend to which he was to work to save our land to him. "An ancient prophecy tells of the breaking apart of the Tri-Force, and of how it is to be saved. The sages will help you, and are to be found in locations told of within the legend. One in a deep forest...One on a high mountain...One under a vast lake...One within the house of the dead...One inside a goddess of the sand.
"Together with the Hero of Time, the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world. Do you understand?" He nodded, bright blue eyes even wider than they had been at the beginning. I sighed in relief. "One Sage is waiting for the time of awakening in the Forest Temple. The Sage is a girl I am sure you know..." he seemed too shocked to speak, which was fine by me.
"But, if you believe what I'm saying, you should head to Kakariko village - there is a tool there you will need." With that, I threw a deku-nut, and disappeared from his sight. I reappeared on the ledge of a great stained window above, and ducked back into the recess, watching as he stared blankly at the space I had been standing in. Then, he shook his head, turned, followed closely by his fairy, and left the temple.
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I know that I spoke in riddles and was a mysterious figure back then - but, it was this which prevented me from becoming too attached to Link. A friendship would only make my blend into the background later on a thousand times as hard.
Any way, to the present day, for I am a little tired of writing about the past today, Malon seemingly knows who Zelda's secret love is, but refuses to tell. It's most frustrating, and I'm contemplating forcing it out of her with some kind of torture involving tickling. Hmm... It probably wouldn't work. She's excellent at keeping secrets, as she has shown in her protection of me here, for which I'm always grateful.
However, it looks like I will be leaving for a little while now - it seems that the Ranch has acquired a new batch of wild horses to tame. It's going to provide an interesting distraction from the monotony of normal life. Until I write again, fare well.
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ARGH! Don't kill me for the temple scene - I haven't played the game for ages, so I can't remember exactly what Sheik said. And I couldn't be bothered to spend ages playing just to get up to that bit and see. Maybe when I do play it through in the half term or something, I'll change that bit so it's more accurate, but for now, you'll have to cope with my version of it I'm afraid.
Oh, yay, am onto the good bit now - kicking some good old monster butt, and saving the world in general, yay! Until next update, as Sheik would say, fare well.
Thanks, Soda
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[Eyes have bugged out] Whoo, onto two pages with the reviews already - I'm on a roll!
GoddessOfChaos - I could never believe Sheik is Zelda - then I would be in total lust with a stuck up priss of a princess. [Shudder] I may be odd, but I'm not THAT odd! Glad you liked it!
Sardonic SPaZ - Wow - I got someone at a loss for words [blush] my writing skills must be improving - usually I get 'good, but needs more detail'. [Mutters about evil lecturer....]
Fortuna - [snatches back chibi Sheik] MINE! You can have the one that's legal age instead [snoogles chibi Sheik] You're so adorable, yes you are!
Cassidy dell - Heh, I love your reviews! Thankies again for being crazy enough to read! Huggles go out to you (a cross between and hug and a cuddle, found out about at an unfortunate party...I will say no more [coughs])
Sheikah girl - Such passion in a review - everyone take a leaf out of her book, and you're bound to jolt your favourite authors to write more on a story you like! 'Yes!!! Never boring, perfect descriptions, no annoying grammar mistakes. I'm really impressed about how you write from a character's PoV, and that the story is still so good. I could never do that. And then, there is Sheik...*sigh*... Another one who thinks he's his own person, and that he's straight, finally! ^_~
Great, keep this up!'
[Coughs again] Uh, hoping the whole Ganondorf kissy thing no scare you off Sheikah girl...
Anyways, thanks all you guys, huggles for everyone. Oh, and I have a few more plot bunnies up my sleeve, so yay for me!