Disclaimer: None of the characters or places mentioned are mine. It's a shame, I know, but life is like that.
Ollen70: More or less inspired by Mazzy Starr's Into Dust.
To H7 - *laughs nervously* um, yes, actually that was a typo, but it's been fixed now. Thanks for pointing that out to me. I'm really glad you like it so far. =)
Chapter Two - - Eyes and Arms
Farore descended. Yes, her coming was more noticeable than that of Nayru, yet the said goddess's interest in her hero had prompted her to come from the heavens at last. The others were off in their own places now and she could descend without their questions. Not that they would ever really ask why she was looking into her own interests. They had their own respective charges, though of the three, she was very glad to have received the young boy. The black king suited Din somehow, since they both valued the same things, but if Din had permitted it, she would have called her winds forth and rid the world of him. Nayru wouldn't allow such a thing either - since her interests lie in relieving pain, it was no surprise that she certainly wouldn't allow Din or Farore herself to inflict it upon anyone.
Farore scanned the surface of their earth before she settled down entirely. Unlike Nayru, she disliked coming quietly. It was too much like hiding, and that was a thing she would never consent to do. Often she reflected on how fortunate she was to be endowed with courage. She always felt Nayru and Din must be envious of her, if they could ever really feel envy.
The winds of their world rushed to greet her. Another time, perhaps, she would have permitted them to. They were hers and loved her above the others, just as the growing things cherished Nayru and the fires on which the world was built longed for Din. This time, however, it was necessary for her to escape the view of the hero. All of the winds that had ever been created rushing to her side would cause more than a small disturbance, and he didn't need to know of her coming this time. She only wanted to observe, as Nayru had done.
It was fortunate, then, that the lad who bore such courage rode through the desert at that time. With the winds scouring the sky, she could blend easily without any sort of risk. Lower she came, riding her currents until she hovered just above the pale blue faerie sent to the boy by the more corporeal powers of the earth. Nayru's great tree had sent it to watch over and guide her hero, using the wisdom that Nayru alone possessed in greatest quantity.
She could never be jealous of what Nayru had done for the hero, even when the goddess of wisdom had come to observe without asking Farore's permission. And again, jealousy wasn't something that she could normally feel. It may not have been proper, but then she herself had watched Nayru's golden princess from a distance on more than one occasion. The girl held within her more than a little courage, and that was always of interest to her. Even now, the girl grasped enough to help her hold up a very dangerous masquerade, aiding the hero and eluding capture for much longer than any of the other sages had been able to. Thinking of the girl, Farore decided she may pay her a small visit before she concluded her business here, though it would be in the same manner as her visit to the hero - only to observe, never to directly interfere.
Stretching her arms out ever so gently, ever so delicately, she embraced her hero with the roaring of the winds and the hiss of the sand. She stayed with him, clung to him as he ran on, apparently completely unaware of her presence and her favor of him. She sighed, but stayed near him. It was better that he remain naively heedless of her, rather than be so taken aback by her that he lost his nerve. Not that he would, necessarily. He already must have known he held some sort of favor from the goddesses, since he held the green and red crystals of her own wind and Din's raging fire. Soon Nayru's love would be in his hands, and not just anyone could wield such impressive magics.
If Farore had wanted, she could have looked into the future of this young boy she treasured and see exactly what might become of him. It was her right as his guardian and certainly not above her power. Din often gazed into the future of the black king, though Nayru never found any need to do so with her young princess. Deciding against it, Farore simply clung to him, delighting in the feel of her young mortal. Farore preferred to look into the past when she could, since it was often fascinating to see how these corporeal beings were shaped by the weight of the days. Her child was certainly no exception, though a great deal of his own past was unknown to him. When night fell and he crouched in the shadow of a large stone watch tower half-hidden in the shifting sands, she stayed with him.
Nayru must have been right after all. The fact that the boy's overwhelming exhaustion had escaped Farore's glance was a bit of an embarrassment to her, but one that was easily remedied. Besides, his journey now to the colossus in the desert may be a difficult one, but it would not be long before a conclusion would take place. In a matter of days, the three of them would know which of their champions, if any, would hold the golden power and bind the fortunes of all three goddesses to them. Din already knew, but that was Din's business and not her own.
When the boy slept at last, Farore twined down around him like a rouge breeze. Pulling him close again, she ran her intangible fingers across his red tunic before craning his head back just slightly. The red cloth was designed to resist heat, but it didn't keep him from sweating heavily and dampening both his chest and back in the overwhelming waste of the desert. Smiling softly to herself, she closed the last distance left between them. Her kiss was deep, but not passionate or lustful. After all, no matter of fondness would change the fact that he was a mortal and she a goddess. It would be a pity to lose him, but if that did come to pass she would find another who suited her just as well.
With that, she departed his company. She had accomplished exactly what she had set out to accomplish. She was pleased with him.
Ollen70: I haven't really decided if I want to do another chapter from Din's perspective or not. Let me know what you think about the idea, okay? I really appreciate reviews.
