-Prologue-
Long ago, before time ravaged our land and destroyed our way of life, the world was at peace. All was as it should have been. At that time if someone were to tell me that I and my sisters were to be captured, even touched, in the mortal realm I would've assumed Din had twisted your mind. If you would've told me that we would be forgotten, that we would not exist in the hearts of the very people we created, I don't think even half of the sentence would be able to escape your lips. I would have killed you myself.
Perhaps that is just my situation talking through me. Being held captive as long as I have you tend to develop an anger toward the Hylian race in general. Of course, don't call them Hylians now. That concept, like so many others, remains dead to them. Like myself. Like my sisters.
However, I know now that time is running short. I can feel him again, a presence I haven't felt in a long, long time. It is a life that under normal circumstances I would've created myself. Without my guidance the world has fallen to darkness. It has taken thousands of years for the life to manifest itself naturally, but I feel it now.
Soon it will all be as it once was...
Link is coming.
Naryu tells me that our situation is about to change. The grimmest of situations indeed, I have not seen my sisters in an eternity. Farore remains exiled from me but Naryu still speaks. In a sense at least, she always was the wisest. The last message she managed to convey to me was a happy one, and believe me I have not sensed happiness of any kind in a long time. She was so happy in fact that I could not understand most of what she said, something about the "chosen one" something about sleep. Ages have gone by and sleep is not an alien concept to me. Sleep is all I know.
Naryu's message troubles me, I can only assume she is talking about the girl. I don't think her reappearance will change anything. What I would give to see my sisters again. To see anything, save this accursed fish-bowl. I was once mighty! I was the Goddess of Power! I was DIN!
Now I am nothing...
Poor Din. She has gone through so much, but then we all have. Golden Goddesses now reduced to whispers. Now I know at least that the tides are turning. Surely the boy will rescue us from our horrible prison! I know not whether Farore is aware. I can sense him though, I foresee his return. All of their returns, although I sure by now that Din knows her wizard has long become manifest.
That evil man! It is because of him I cannot see my family. Because of him, we are exiled. I wonder, if Din had known the consequences... would she have revived him again? Would she have created him in the first place?
I can feel the forces stirring now, the attendants are almost complete. Although for what purpose I cannot foresee. All of the remaining ancients know, as I am sure my sisters know as well, all hope is lost.
The Golden Power no longer exists...