Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda,
But this story I do.
I hope you will like it,
So please read and review!
As soon as we crossed the bridge, I noticed that it had suddenly gotten quite dark: it was like stepping into a deep pit of shadows. The laughing sound of the playful river had been strangely hushed: I could barely hear its gurgling song although I guessed that we were scarce three feet past the near end of the bridge. Even the horses had slowed their pace. My very breathing seemed stifled, and the thick, dark air closed about me on all sides. I did not like this forest at all. There were no birds singing, and the trees on the edge of the road were so far overhung that they formed an oppressing canopy: try as I might, I could not see the sky. No shaft of light penetrated that roof of green, and for the most part, grey shadows. The horses' hooves rang not at all: in fact, they were quite dull. The path, paved of thick flagstones about one Foot Square, was quite worn, and in many places was broken and cracked. Mosses and various lichens grew from the cracks and trailed
intertwined among the cracks in the dark stone. As we went, the trees got larger and closer together: mostly huge oak trees of immense girth grew here, but also a few pines, spruces, and various other trees whose names were unknown.
After about five minutes of traveling down this oppressive road (it was much longer than it looked, and much darker), we finally came to the stair. Here Impa dismounted and gently lifted me off Comet and set me on my own two feet. Surprisingly, I was able to stand quite well. Impa then led the two horses into a cave just to the right of the stair and tied spoke to them in words of a tongue of which I had no understanding. "They will be safe in there," she said to me. "But Impa," I replied, "Won't robbers be able to go in there and just lead them away?" Impa laughed. "No, silly," she said, "Because robbers won't see them. You see, the Sheikah have a very special gift. They can see the truth." I didn't understand. Seeing the look in my eyes, Impa continued. "You know that there is a type of magic that can deceive the eyes of the living, right?" "Like in the Shadow Temple?" "Exactly. To see the truth means that one doesn't see the deception, they see what's really there. That's
what gives Sheikan eyes their red pigment." "Oh, so all the Sheikahs can see what's really there? And is there a deception covering that cave?" "Yes and yes. Now let's go. We have a long climb ahead of us and the Stair is very steep."
With that Impa took my hand and we began the long climb into the mountains.
I know, it was a short chapter, but there's more coming soon! Now go review this and tell me what you think! Oh, and if you want to use my "poem" for a disclaimer in your fics, please ask permission first!!! My e-mail address is in my profile, or ask in a review. Thanks!
But this story I do.
I hope you will like it,
So please read and review!
As soon as we crossed the bridge, I noticed that it had suddenly gotten quite dark: it was like stepping into a deep pit of shadows. The laughing sound of the playful river had been strangely hushed: I could barely hear its gurgling song although I guessed that we were scarce three feet past the near end of the bridge. Even the horses had slowed their pace. My very breathing seemed stifled, and the thick, dark air closed about me on all sides. I did not like this forest at all. There were no birds singing, and the trees on the edge of the road were so far overhung that they formed an oppressing canopy: try as I might, I could not see the sky. No shaft of light penetrated that roof of green, and for the most part, grey shadows. The horses' hooves rang not at all: in fact, they were quite dull. The path, paved of thick flagstones about one Foot Square, was quite worn, and in many places was broken and cracked. Mosses and various lichens grew from the cracks and trailed
intertwined among the cracks in the dark stone. As we went, the trees got larger and closer together: mostly huge oak trees of immense girth grew here, but also a few pines, spruces, and various other trees whose names were unknown.
After about five minutes of traveling down this oppressive road (it was much longer than it looked, and much darker), we finally came to the stair. Here Impa dismounted and gently lifted me off Comet and set me on my own two feet. Surprisingly, I was able to stand quite well. Impa then led the two horses into a cave just to the right of the stair and tied spoke to them in words of a tongue of which I had no understanding. "They will be safe in there," she said to me. "But Impa," I replied, "Won't robbers be able to go in there and just lead them away?" Impa laughed. "No, silly," she said, "Because robbers won't see them. You see, the Sheikah have a very special gift. They can see the truth." I didn't understand. Seeing the look in my eyes, Impa continued. "You know that there is a type of magic that can deceive the eyes of the living, right?" "Like in the Shadow Temple?" "Exactly. To see the truth means that one doesn't see the deception, they see what's really there. That's
what gives Sheikan eyes their red pigment." "Oh, so all the Sheikahs can see what's really there? And is there a deception covering that cave?" "Yes and yes. Now let's go. We have a long climb ahead of us and the Stair is very steep."
With that Impa took my hand and we began the long climb into the mountains.
I know, it was a short chapter, but there's more coming soon! Now go review this and tell me what you think! Oh, and if you want to use my "poem" for a disclaimer in your fics, please ask permission first!!! My e-mail address is in my profile, or ask in a review. Thanks!