Hey everyone!!! I'm finally back and alive (just about) again! Sorry for
being such a slow updater.^-^" I was (and I still am) very busy with
school.
Well. . . I was just reading this story and I experienced one of those, "omg, I can't believe I wrote this!!?" type of moments. It was like reading an old diary, the ones you'd wanna burn and hope to never see again. Ha ha. . . well, not really like that but I did have one of those moments before and I used to write like this when I was in grade two:
Aug 25
ToDay I'm so miszrdle (miserable) because my wrding (writing).
Yes, that was my entire entry by the way. Okay, I better start writing the story before I turn this into a blog. ^-^
About this chapter. . . it's not really part of the story but the purpose is to provide background information for the later half.
The Missing Pigment In My Life: An Affair From the Past (part 1)
A young woman stood inside the gate of Hyrule Castle. She nervously combed her fingers through her mass of auburn hair and tucked a stray strand behind her ear. She had been waiting outside the castle for about ten minutes and finally gathered enough courage to yell, "Is anyone there? I'm the new maid!"
A rectangular slot on the door slid open to reveal a pair of old wrinkled eyes.
"Hello! You should've said so earlier or else I thought you'd be one of 'ose desperate wenches who've been eyeing our castle guards lately."
The girl didn't expect such a lively and cheerful voice to come from a pair of wrinkled eyes.
"Good morning! I'm Miriam from the cucco farm and I'll be working as one of the castle's maid from now on."
"Well, here's something new to expect. You sure are young to be hang'in around with a bunch of old bags like us. Hee hee! I'm Viola, the head maid. Nice to meet you."
"Head maid? Does that mean I'll be taking orders from you?" Miriam asked.
"Nah, I'm actually just a regular maid but since I've been scrubbing floors here the longest, it would only be a wee thing to ask for such a title, don't you think?" Viola chuckled.
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Good, you've got spirit! That's something we really need in a place like this."
"In a place like this?" Miriam knitted her eyebrows.
"Some of the folks here are quite obnoxious, but don't let 'em get to you."
Miriam wasn't exactly sure if spending the rest of her days working in Hyrule Castle was as brilliant as she once thought it would be. However, having Viola by her side made her feel safer and closer to home.
"Follow me, Miriam." Viola led her through a wide hallway lined with thick velvet. On each side, a pair of grand doors separated the living quarters from the walkway.
"Is this the floor I'll be staying on?" Miriam amazedly asked.
"Now don't get your hopes too high, dear. This floor is reserved for special guests only."
Viola stopped Miriam and approached an old wooden door at the very end of the hallway. She searched her left pocket, causing something in it to jingle, and pulled out a collection of keys.
"Let's see. . . nope, nope, nope, nope,. . . here we are!" Viola searched through her keys.
A creaking noise, one much like scratching a metal fork against a ceramic plate, sent a shiver down Miriam's back when the old woman opened the door. Miriam peered down into the darkness that swallowed the other end of the staircase.
"Is. . . that where I'll be staying?"
"Yes. Don't worry, dear. It isn't as bad as it seems. This was where I stayed when I was about your age. It might have a few rats, some cobwebs, and you might find it a bit chilly down there during winter, but a few adjustments here and there will do it." Viola stretched a bit of enthusiasm into her words.
Miriam stared at Viola, not even blinking once, and made it obvious that she was unconvinced.
Viola chuckled nervously and an awkward silence proceeded.
"How's this, you can stay in my room for now and I'll see if I can ask the king to let you live under conditions more suitable for you."
"Thank you, Viola!" Miriam hugged the old woman.
"Gah! Learn to suppress your emotions a bit more from now on! You never know who's watching. People might get the wrong idea and call me a softie for newbies like you." Viola brushed her off like a scrooge.
The old woman really did have a soft spot for Miriam but hiding it was a wise choice for things might become difficult for the young maid.
One can never be too sure nor feel too secure in a castle with cold stone walls. ~To be continued~
Yeah.this was a pretty short chapter but it definitely won't stop here! Don't worry, the Malon and Link's story will soon follow and all ambiguities regarding this story will tie into the main plot. Just to let you in on something * wink wink *, Miriam is related to Malon and you'll know how soon enough. Ha ha.I'm evil. I'll be back.
Well. . . I was just reading this story and I experienced one of those, "omg, I can't believe I wrote this!!?" type of moments. It was like reading an old diary, the ones you'd wanna burn and hope to never see again. Ha ha. . . well, not really like that but I did have one of those moments before and I used to write like this when I was in grade two:
Aug 25
ToDay I'm so miszrdle (miserable) because my wrding (writing).
Yes, that was my entire entry by the way. Okay, I better start writing the story before I turn this into a blog. ^-^
About this chapter. . . it's not really part of the story but the purpose is to provide background information for the later half.
The Missing Pigment In My Life: An Affair From the Past (part 1)
A young woman stood inside the gate of Hyrule Castle. She nervously combed her fingers through her mass of auburn hair and tucked a stray strand behind her ear. She had been waiting outside the castle for about ten minutes and finally gathered enough courage to yell, "Is anyone there? I'm the new maid!"
A rectangular slot on the door slid open to reveal a pair of old wrinkled eyes.
"Hello! You should've said so earlier or else I thought you'd be one of 'ose desperate wenches who've been eyeing our castle guards lately."
The girl didn't expect such a lively and cheerful voice to come from a pair of wrinkled eyes.
"Good morning! I'm Miriam from the cucco farm and I'll be working as one of the castle's maid from now on."
"Well, here's something new to expect. You sure are young to be hang'in around with a bunch of old bags like us. Hee hee! I'm Viola, the head maid. Nice to meet you."
"Head maid? Does that mean I'll be taking orders from you?" Miriam asked.
"Nah, I'm actually just a regular maid but since I've been scrubbing floors here the longest, it would only be a wee thing to ask for such a title, don't you think?" Viola chuckled.
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Good, you've got spirit! That's something we really need in a place like this."
"In a place like this?" Miriam knitted her eyebrows.
"Some of the folks here are quite obnoxious, but don't let 'em get to you."
Miriam wasn't exactly sure if spending the rest of her days working in Hyrule Castle was as brilliant as she once thought it would be. However, having Viola by her side made her feel safer and closer to home.
"Follow me, Miriam." Viola led her through a wide hallway lined with thick velvet. On each side, a pair of grand doors separated the living quarters from the walkway.
"Is this the floor I'll be staying on?" Miriam amazedly asked.
"Now don't get your hopes too high, dear. This floor is reserved for special guests only."
Viola stopped Miriam and approached an old wooden door at the very end of the hallway. She searched her left pocket, causing something in it to jingle, and pulled out a collection of keys.
"Let's see. . . nope, nope, nope, nope,. . . here we are!" Viola searched through her keys.
A creaking noise, one much like scratching a metal fork against a ceramic plate, sent a shiver down Miriam's back when the old woman opened the door. Miriam peered down into the darkness that swallowed the other end of the staircase.
"Is. . . that where I'll be staying?"
"Yes. Don't worry, dear. It isn't as bad as it seems. This was where I stayed when I was about your age. It might have a few rats, some cobwebs, and you might find it a bit chilly down there during winter, but a few adjustments here and there will do it." Viola stretched a bit of enthusiasm into her words.
Miriam stared at Viola, not even blinking once, and made it obvious that she was unconvinced.
Viola chuckled nervously and an awkward silence proceeded.
"How's this, you can stay in my room for now and I'll see if I can ask the king to let you live under conditions more suitable for you."
"Thank you, Viola!" Miriam hugged the old woman.
"Gah! Learn to suppress your emotions a bit more from now on! You never know who's watching. People might get the wrong idea and call me a softie for newbies like you." Viola brushed her off like a scrooge.
The old woman really did have a soft spot for Miriam but hiding it was a wise choice for things might become difficult for the young maid.
One can never be too sure nor feel too secure in a castle with cold stone walls. ~To be continued~
Yeah.this was a pretty short chapter but it definitely won't stop here! Don't worry, the Malon and Link's story will soon follow and all ambiguities regarding this story will tie into the main plot. Just to let you in on something * wink wink *, Miriam is related to Malon and you'll know how soon enough. Ha ha.I'm evil. I'll be back.