Praying
Impa this time, and her focus is more on the Princess than the Hero...such is the way when you have cared for one since the day of their birth. You just can't let go.
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How many of my years have I spent protecting others I wonder? It must be at least seventeen, perhaps more. Ever since her Royal Majesty was born, and even before, whilst her mother carried her, I was a bodyguard. Chosen from many, to protect this one, tiny and infinitely precious child. Her Royal Highness, Princess of Destiny and future holder of the Tri-Force of Wisdom, Zelda of Hyrule.
I almost raised the girl, as her own mother died taking on the role, and teaching her all that I though she would need to know as she grew. The King (Goddesses bless his soul) knew that darkness was coming, and allowed me to train her in many arts perhaps not often associated with the Royal Family, such as magic.
She had a natural talent; no one could even begin to fathom what she could do with the right training. I gave her the best training I could, but had to leave her halfway out to sea, as my own sails were not large enough to sail further with her. She had to continue down that path by herself, whilst I made sure that she knew when it was wise to use her powers.
I give myself little credit for the woman she grew up to be - for I could not pay much heed to her, even before the darkness came. I was far too busy making sure that another essential child was assured of his role - and yet another after that. Hah, it seems I did make the good nanny after all!
After the Princess, I had to take care of he who would likely be the only semi-friendly face the Hero would be able to come back to. Sheik - that boy was sharp enough to have been my own son, had I not taken oath against any offspring. He picked things up quickly, and forgot little, if anything. And with his Sheikah ways, I felt much at home when I spoke to him, and instructed him in what his life would entail. What he would have to do when the time came for me to flee, with her majesty in tow.
Yes - those seven years on the run were hard on us all, but we managed. Many of my people fell in order to keep our precious cargo undamaged until she was needed again. There were many close calls, I will admit; I was not as well prepared as I would have liked to be when Ganondorf made his dark schemes known to the world. We just had to get out and run as fast and as far as we could and pray that he would not find us.
He did not. Through pure fluke and lucky chances we escaped him and evaded any searches he made.
And the other child that I had to instruct - alas, I only saw him perhaps a total of three times... Once when he left the castle with his mission to find the Spiritual stones, once when I followed him a small way in Kakariko to ensure that the guard at the gate would let him through - and once more in the Realm. Where I now have to stay forever...or at least until the seal breaks, as we all fear it must.
I have done much for the world, though not as much as some. I have ensured that the next generation, the one that must rebuild, is strong enough in spirit to get on with it.
Yes, I have seen the Hero. Sometimes his sorrow is so great that it pierces the realm with violent purple streaks. That is his Tri-Force piece searching whilst he wishes not to be so alone. For, if he can call Ganondorf back, he shall have a purpose again - but I fear if that were the case, he would break under the strain. The pieces must never be forged together again - when he and the Princess die, the pieces will find new owners, and then it will be their duty to keep them.
Poor children who fall to that task.
For who shall train *them* for life? Who do they have to tell them which path to take, and how to travel it?
The only answer I can find is that they shall have no one. I did rather hope that when I was in the Realm (for I had a hunch that I would be who I am), that Sheik would be left behind in order to watch over the world, and keep the new bearers on the straight and narrow. Such in the curse of the Sheikah to be immortal, but it would at least have meant there was still a watcher left. Still a Sheikah left...I sense that they are all gone from the world now.
We are extinct.
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The extinct thing just came to my mind because I was listening to an MP3 by a Canadian friend called 'Goodbye Whale'. It's kinda an ode to all the terrible things we humans do to the world. I thought it seemed apt for a closing line.
R+R as per usual - Soda XXX
Impa this time, and her focus is more on the Princess than the Hero...such is the way when you have cared for one since the day of their birth. You just can't let go.
~/*\~/*\~/*\~
How many of my years have I spent protecting others I wonder? It must be at least seventeen, perhaps more. Ever since her Royal Majesty was born, and even before, whilst her mother carried her, I was a bodyguard. Chosen from many, to protect this one, tiny and infinitely precious child. Her Royal Highness, Princess of Destiny and future holder of the Tri-Force of Wisdom, Zelda of Hyrule.
I almost raised the girl, as her own mother died taking on the role, and teaching her all that I though she would need to know as she grew. The King (Goddesses bless his soul) knew that darkness was coming, and allowed me to train her in many arts perhaps not often associated with the Royal Family, such as magic.
She had a natural talent; no one could even begin to fathom what she could do with the right training. I gave her the best training I could, but had to leave her halfway out to sea, as my own sails were not large enough to sail further with her. She had to continue down that path by herself, whilst I made sure that she knew when it was wise to use her powers.
I give myself little credit for the woman she grew up to be - for I could not pay much heed to her, even before the darkness came. I was far too busy making sure that another essential child was assured of his role - and yet another after that. Hah, it seems I did make the good nanny after all!
After the Princess, I had to take care of he who would likely be the only semi-friendly face the Hero would be able to come back to. Sheik - that boy was sharp enough to have been my own son, had I not taken oath against any offspring. He picked things up quickly, and forgot little, if anything. And with his Sheikah ways, I felt much at home when I spoke to him, and instructed him in what his life would entail. What he would have to do when the time came for me to flee, with her majesty in tow.
Yes - those seven years on the run were hard on us all, but we managed. Many of my people fell in order to keep our precious cargo undamaged until she was needed again. There were many close calls, I will admit; I was not as well prepared as I would have liked to be when Ganondorf made his dark schemes known to the world. We just had to get out and run as fast and as far as we could and pray that he would not find us.
He did not. Through pure fluke and lucky chances we escaped him and evaded any searches he made.
And the other child that I had to instruct - alas, I only saw him perhaps a total of three times... Once when he left the castle with his mission to find the Spiritual stones, once when I followed him a small way in Kakariko to ensure that the guard at the gate would let him through - and once more in the Realm. Where I now have to stay forever...or at least until the seal breaks, as we all fear it must.
I have done much for the world, though not as much as some. I have ensured that the next generation, the one that must rebuild, is strong enough in spirit to get on with it.
Yes, I have seen the Hero. Sometimes his sorrow is so great that it pierces the realm with violent purple streaks. That is his Tri-Force piece searching whilst he wishes not to be so alone. For, if he can call Ganondorf back, he shall have a purpose again - but I fear if that were the case, he would break under the strain. The pieces must never be forged together again - when he and the Princess die, the pieces will find new owners, and then it will be their duty to keep them.
Poor children who fall to that task.
For who shall train *them* for life? Who do they have to tell them which path to take, and how to travel it?
The only answer I can find is that they shall have no one. I did rather hope that when I was in the Realm (for I had a hunch that I would be who I am), that Sheik would be left behind in order to watch over the world, and keep the new bearers on the straight and narrow. Such in the curse of the Sheikah to be immortal, but it would at least have meant there was still a watcher left. Still a Sheikah left...I sense that they are all gone from the world now.
We are extinct.
~/*\~/*\~/*\~
The extinct thing just came to my mind because I was listening to an MP3 by a Canadian friend called 'Goodbye Whale'. It's kinda an ode to all the terrible things we humans do to the world. I thought it seemed apt for a closing line.
R+R as per usual - Soda XXX