A/N: WOOOO!!!! Time for a sequel!
Link: Another one!?
Skywise: Why am I here again?
You're my new lackey! (snuggles him) Get used to it!
Skywise: -.- High ones help me. . .
Link: (sigh) She obsesses over everything. . .
Anyway, sequel time! WOO!!!!
Soul Touchers: Chapter 1: A Strong, Potential Girl
"Step up, step back. . . and JUMP!!!"
CLANG!!!
"Whoa! That one nearly knocked me over! Well done, Florence, well done indeed!"
The young Hylian girl beamed at her father, propping her sword on her shoulder. It was the blade she received for her seventh birthday, the blade she dubbed "Petal Blade."
"Thank you, Dad!"
"Your welcome," he responded, wiping the sweat from his brow and looking up at the orange sky. "It's getting late. We should head in before your mother has a tizzy."
Florence giggled, sheathed her sword away, and grasped her father's hand, smiling up at him. Link smiled back, and led her up the path towards Hyrule Castle.
It had been three years since these two, along with the mother, Zelda, had been taken from the safety of their homeland to Roslanda, where Florence had shown her strength, courage, and skill at the mere age of seven. Three years ago, her parents had learned just how much potential there was within their child.
Now it seemed this potential was about to blossom like a rose, each petal unraveling slowly as Florence grew older.
Thinking among these terms, Link looked down at his now 10-year –old daughter. She still wore the traditional green tunic, except frills were on the bottom. Underneath the tunic she wore a light green, long-sleeved shirt with matching frills at the cuffs. Long, deep green, almost boot-like stockings covered her legs, and long-wrapped sandals went over them. She was recently given a new crown with three side-by-side teardrop jewels in the center, red, blue, and green. The short bangs that covered this crown were more neat and in order, but were still slightly messy. The small locks of hair that she inherited from Zelda had grown more curly, and her longer hair was in a simple ponytail instead of a braid. Petal Blade was strapped to her back, along with a Deku Shield.
Link took notice in her young facial features. She looked almost like he did when he was her age, except, of course, for the feminine touches. It was awfully hard to tell, though.
Link could've sworn the older she got, the more like him she became. Of course, he knew a few things she inherited from her mother. One skill Florence had gained had in fact fully established that she was not only his daughter.
Her magic skills.
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After dinner was finished, the castle was nearly silent. All was quiet. The atmosphere was perfect for a lesson.
In the master bedroom, two beings sat across each other on the bed. One was Florence, and the other was her mother, Zelda. The two were alone, as Link knew better than to intrude on an important lesson.
Zelda watched her daughter closely. Florence sat cross-legged and eyes closed, concentrating hard. Suddenly, she began to shiver and strain under harsh mental endurance. Zelda quickly shook her back and forth until her eyes shot open and immediately filled with tears.
"Mom, I. . . I can't do it!" she sobbed.
"Shh, it's alright, I know it's hard," Zelda hugged the sobbing girl comfortingly. "Learning to send your soul into the open is difficult to adapt to. Shall we try again, in an enclosed area?"
Florence nodded, sniffling.
"Okay, come here," Zelda brought her onto her lap and they touched foreheads. "Now try."
Florence concentrated with all her might. The skill she was learning was known as "going out," a simple name for a complicated and mind-boggling power. The power to send one's own spirit free from their shell, drifting far from reality into a world of unfathomable darkness. The power to touch others' souls, and learn more then time could ever bring.
For now, Florence was only just learning this power, and sending herself out into this world was frightening to her. So Zelda decided to allow Florence to send herself into her mind, which was much like the dark world, only smaller and safer.
As Florence sent herself in, she realized how dark it was, and that she was alone and suddenly afraid.
-N-no! Help! Someone help!- she cried.
-Relax, Florence, please,- she could hear her mother reply. -You are not alone. I am here.-
Florence looked around. She did not see Zelda at all. She was on the verge of panicking, when she felt a soft sensation touch her spirit-hand. All her fears suddenly disappeared, and in front of her appeared Zelda. She appeared as a mere white outline against the darkness (this was what spirits appeared like), but the comforting smile and the touch of spirit- hands calmed Florence to the point where it didn't matter anymore. Zelda was there, and she wasn't alone anymore.
As they embraced, Zelda asked, -Did you feel that?-
Florence nodded.
-When a spirit is lost or afraid, a simple touch of a spirit-hand can bring it back to calmness. It's a sense of security that the spirit is not alone, and it immedaitly calms down. Do you understand?-
Once again, Florence nodded.
-I will let you out now. In order to leave a person's mind, you must wait for a door to open, a way of escape. I will open a door for you.-
As Florence slowly drew away, she could see an opening in the distance. Quickly, she approached it. . .
. . . and in the outside world, both opened their eyes. Zelda quickly held the still-frightened Florence close.
"It's okay, Florence, it's over for now. . ."
Florence sniffed a little, and held her mother closer.
"Did you understand well the lesson I just taught you?"
Florence nodded.
"Okay, then. That'll be all for tonight."
Florence slightly smiled, gave her a kiss, and leaped off the bed. As Link entered the room, she hugged him tightly.
"Going to bed now?" he asked.
She nodded. "Good night, Dad."
"Good night, Florence."
She left for her bedroom, leaving her parents alone. Link laid down next to Zelda on the bed.
"So? How was it?"
Zelda sighed. "I tried to teach her to 'go out,' but. . . she's so frightened about the idea. . ."
Link nodded thoughtfully. He had sort of an inkling about what "going out" was, but not possessing the magic ability, had no idea what it was like or how it felt. But still, he tried to be as helpful as possible.
"Well, why don't you come back to it later?" he suggested. "She can learn those other spells: Din's Fire, Nayru's Love, Farore's. . ."
"No, Link," Zelda interrupted. "Those are high-level spells. She will learn them later, after she learns to 'go out.'"
"Oh, I see. Like learning to use a slingshot before a bow."
"That's sort of the idea. . . She has so much potential to be a great master of arcane magic, but she's so afraid. . ."
"She's young. Give her time."
Zelda nodded hesitantly and smiled at Link. His humble, yet kind advice somewhat comforted her. She rolled over and laid close to him comfortably.
Yes, time she needs, Zelda thought as Link fell asleep. But do we have that time. . .?
A/N: WEEHEE!!!! Ain't this great!?
Skywise: Hey, you stole that idea of "going out" from Elfquest!
So?
Skywise: Uh, oh, here comes Cutter. . .
Cutter: RARGH!!! (brandishes New Moon and tackles me) IDEA- STEALER!!!!
AHH!!! GET OFF ME!!!! (runs away with Cutter chasing her)
Link: -.-;;;
Skywise: Does that kind of thing happen all the time here?
Link: Yep. Get used to it.
Skywise: -.-;;;;
Link: (turns to readers) Anyway, review, people!
Skywise: (realizes there's an audience) Oh! Um. . . yeah! What he said!
Link: Another one!?
Skywise: Why am I here again?
You're my new lackey! (snuggles him) Get used to it!
Skywise: -.- High ones help me. . .
Link: (sigh) She obsesses over everything. . .
Anyway, sequel time! WOO!!!!
Soul Touchers: Chapter 1: A Strong, Potential Girl
"Step up, step back. . . and JUMP!!!"
CLANG!!!
"Whoa! That one nearly knocked me over! Well done, Florence, well done indeed!"
The young Hylian girl beamed at her father, propping her sword on her shoulder. It was the blade she received for her seventh birthday, the blade she dubbed "Petal Blade."
"Thank you, Dad!"
"Your welcome," he responded, wiping the sweat from his brow and looking up at the orange sky. "It's getting late. We should head in before your mother has a tizzy."
Florence giggled, sheathed her sword away, and grasped her father's hand, smiling up at him. Link smiled back, and led her up the path towards Hyrule Castle.
It had been three years since these two, along with the mother, Zelda, had been taken from the safety of their homeland to Roslanda, where Florence had shown her strength, courage, and skill at the mere age of seven. Three years ago, her parents had learned just how much potential there was within their child.
Now it seemed this potential was about to blossom like a rose, each petal unraveling slowly as Florence grew older.
Thinking among these terms, Link looked down at his now 10-year –old daughter. She still wore the traditional green tunic, except frills were on the bottom. Underneath the tunic she wore a light green, long-sleeved shirt with matching frills at the cuffs. Long, deep green, almost boot-like stockings covered her legs, and long-wrapped sandals went over them. She was recently given a new crown with three side-by-side teardrop jewels in the center, red, blue, and green. The short bangs that covered this crown were more neat and in order, but were still slightly messy. The small locks of hair that she inherited from Zelda had grown more curly, and her longer hair was in a simple ponytail instead of a braid. Petal Blade was strapped to her back, along with a Deku Shield.
Link took notice in her young facial features. She looked almost like he did when he was her age, except, of course, for the feminine touches. It was awfully hard to tell, though.
Link could've sworn the older she got, the more like him she became. Of course, he knew a few things she inherited from her mother. One skill Florence had gained had in fact fully established that she was not only his daughter.
Her magic skills.
----------
After dinner was finished, the castle was nearly silent. All was quiet. The atmosphere was perfect for a lesson.
In the master bedroom, two beings sat across each other on the bed. One was Florence, and the other was her mother, Zelda. The two were alone, as Link knew better than to intrude on an important lesson.
Zelda watched her daughter closely. Florence sat cross-legged and eyes closed, concentrating hard. Suddenly, she began to shiver and strain under harsh mental endurance. Zelda quickly shook her back and forth until her eyes shot open and immediately filled with tears.
"Mom, I. . . I can't do it!" she sobbed.
"Shh, it's alright, I know it's hard," Zelda hugged the sobbing girl comfortingly. "Learning to send your soul into the open is difficult to adapt to. Shall we try again, in an enclosed area?"
Florence nodded, sniffling.
"Okay, come here," Zelda brought her onto her lap and they touched foreheads. "Now try."
Florence concentrated with all her might. The skill she was learning was known as "going out," a simple name for a complicated and mind-boggling power. The power to send one's own spirit free from their shell, drifting far from reality into a world of unfathomable darkness. The power to touch others' souls, and learn more then time could ever bring.
For now, Florence was only just learning this power, and sending herself out into this world was frightening to her. So Zelda decided to allow Florence to send herself into her mind, which was much like the dark world, only smaller and safer.
As Florence sent herself in, she realized how dark it was, and that she was alone and suddenly afraid.
-N-no! Help! Someone help!- she cried.
-Relax, Florence, please,- she could hear her mother reply. -You are not alone. I am here.-
Florence looked around. She did not see Zelda at all. She was on the verge of panicking, when she felt a soft sensation touch her spirit-hand. All her fears suddenly disappeared, and in front of her appeared Zelda. She appeared as a mere white outline against the darkness (this was what spirits appeared like), but the comforting smile and the touch of spirit- hands calmed Florence to the point where it didn't matter anymore. Zelda was there, and she wasn't alone anymore.
As they embraced, Zelda asked, -Did you feel that?-
Florence nodded.
-When a spirit is lost or afraid, a simple touch of a spirit-hand can bring it back to calmness. It's a sense of security that the spirit is not alone, and it immedaitly calms down. Do you understand?-
Once again, Florence nodded.
-I will let you out now. In order to leave a person's mind, you must wait for a door to open, a way of escape. I will open a door for you.-
As Florence slowly drew away, she could see an opening in the distance. Quickly, she approached it. . .
. . . and in the outside world, both opened their eyes. Zelda quickly held the still-frightened Florence close.
"It's okay, Florence, it's over for now. . ."
Florence sniffed a little, and held her mother closer.
"Did you understand well the lesson I just taught you?"
Florence nodded.
"Okay, then. That'll be all for tonight."
Florence slightly smiled, gave her a kiss, and leaped off the bed. As Link entered the room, she hugged him tightly.
"Going to bed now?" he asked.
She nodded. "Good night, Dad."
"Good night, Florence."
She left for her bedroom, leaving her parents alone. Link laid down next to Zelda on the bed.
"So? How was it?"
Zelda sighed. "I tried to teach her to 'go out,' but. . . she's so frightened about the idea. . ."
Link nodded thoughtfully. He had sort of an inkling about what "going out" was, but not possessing the magic ability, had no idea what it was like or how it felt. But still, he tried to be as helpful as possible.
"Well, why don't you come back to it later?" he suggested. "She can learn those other spells: Din's Fire, Nayru's Love, Farore's. . ."
"No, Link," Zelda interrupted. "Those are high-level spells. She will learn them later, after she learns to 'go out.'"
"Oh, I see. Like learning to use a slingshot before a bow."
"That's sort of the idea. . . She has so much potential to be a great master of arcane magic, but she's so afraid. . ."
"She's young. Give her time."
Zelda nodded hesitantly and smiled at Link. His humble, yet kind advice somewhat comforted her. She rolled over and laid close to him comfortably.
Yes, time she needs, Zelda thought as Link fell asleep. But do we have that time. . .?
A/N: WEEHEE!!!! Ain't this great!?
Skywise: Hey, you stole that idea of "going out" from Elfquest!
So?
Skywise: Uh, oh, here comes Cutter. . .
Cutter: RARGH!!! (brandishes New Moon and tackles me) IDEA- STEALER!!!!
AHH!!! GET OFF ME!!!! (runs away with Cutter chasing her)
Link: -.-;;;
Skywise: Does that kind of thing happen all the time here?
Link: Yep. Get used to it.
Skywise: -.-;;;;
Link: (turns to readers) Anyway, review, people!
Skywise: (realizes there's an audience) Oh! Um. . . yeah! What he said!