Part Five: Spirits of the Past
Chapter Nine: Eclipse
Zelda slowly began to open her green eyes. Her brown curly hair was spawned all over her pillow. She gazed around at the yellow canopy bed with silks that flow from side to side. But this was not her bed. Nor this was not her body. Zelda started breathing heavily, as her body desperately tried to hold back her scream fearing that the voice did not belong to her as well.
Zelda turned and gazed at a young girl who stood no more than waist high. Her short platinum hair came down to her chin. She wore a dark blue kimono with a long white silk ribbon around her waist. The small chubby face was all too familiar. She watched as the small child sang sweetly to herself as she watered a small plant.
"Impa!" Zelda muttered as she grasped her shoulders. Impa eyes began to well as she pulled her arms over her head in fright.
"I- I didn't do anything wrong..did I Lady Magnolia? I beg you! I implore you not to strike."
Whatever and whenever she was, the first thing she must do is ease the situation; a well known tactic she had learned from a General in her Army.
"No- No you didn't. I have had..a very uneasy slumber. I apologize. Take my hand, and through its touch, feel my sincerity," she whispered correcting herself from her rude voice. She leaned down and held her hand out. Impa reached over and touched it. She than took it and hugged it against her cheek in comfort. Impa slowly let go of the hand and began to walk back as if she was reawakened back to the exit that she had entered. The sunlight shined on her hair as if it was made of silver.
"Breakfast in a sixth of sand, Lady Magnolia." She bowed her head in traditional Sheikah farewells, rushing and phasing right through the wooden door as if she was no more than an apparition.
She than turned toward a small necklace on top of jewelry box and picked up the gold piece. The chain was made of pure gold while a small bar was in the center. The word:De Fleur was engraved within the metal.
"This was the last name of Romano's family. At least, that was what Ruto's book had written upon..but..why am I Lady Magnolia DeFleur?"
All she could recur from her teachings about this woman was that she considered "The Forbidden Ruler." She was never written about in her days of life nor death. It was written in law that she be in no sources without the Majesty's permission. After she passed away, it was said that even her face was blacked out from the family portrait that hung in the Great Hall.
Zelda stepped off from the bed. All of a sudden, she began to float straight to the mirror and landed with the greatest of grace. She turned and watched the proverbial face of her true form..however red lace seemed to cover her body while a red rose was situated on her sacred area with thorns wrapped around her thighs like a chaste belt.
"W-h-o-a-r-e-y-o-u?" Zelda enunciates..watching as her true form perfectly mimics her lips with a sultry lisp. She raised one arm. The mirror image of Zelda follows drunkly. She raised her other arm. Again, the reflection imitates. Zelda than raised her feet until she was standing on her toes like a ballerina. Her leg slowly lifts high until it touched her raised hands. The reflection followed but her body pulled itself as if it was around a pole. "Am I you? Or are you me?"
Zelda blinked once..the reflection of her self was gone and replaced by Magnolia. She relaxed her nimble body and stood there.
The wind blew through the window. She felt her hair wave back and forth over her face. Her hands massaged her arms. A coat would be lovely.
She flinched as she felt something hit her chest. She looked down and shook it off as her hand guided its way over towards her closet. She pulled open the doors. Her eyes closed as her nose took the time to smell the sweet aroma of pine and brook.
"A forest? I can hear the trees. The crickets, each crackling branch. But why?"
It was true! There was a forest before her eyes. Green with saplings: Oak and Pine.
A branch slowly leaned forward and touched her face. Zelda's eyes widened as a tree grew from no where. Two narrow eyes opened and stared straight at her. The small opening in the middle began to widen. Various acorns, dirt and deku nuts began to spill out until there was lips and space for a mouth. A large limb lowered and leisurely wrapped each stem around her waist. The leaves whipped against her nightgown and slowly pulled up into her hair, snaking through each curled lock.
"I dream of you..night and day..day and night" the tree hissed with a feminine voice as its vines crept down the closet and against the floor. "You..my enemy..
my savior..
Zelda stared at its twisted face.
..my curse..
..your blood..oh how I desire to take each one of my twigs..and tighten their grasps until enough of your blood has spilt to water a thousand forests...river deep.."
Roots began to rise from each crack of the floor. They crept and circled around her thin legs, tightening so gently. With each spiral around her feet, new vines began to spring from the dark wood and in turn, the vines began to grasp against her wrists. They clench her body with a gentle tug.
A branch lowered a lone apple in front of her face. Zelda gazed at the reflection of her face. She felt like a child as she came closer to it.
"Come..take a bite..its so good..so tempting..red as blood, but in the inside, as soft as newborn's face. No? ..How dare thy spirit swallow whole the forbidden but physically takes not a lick! ..how ironic...Ironic indeed..!"
Zelda felt the branches quiver with fury until they quickly retract like an activated mousetrap; every vine that hung from ceiling high to floor below whipped straight from which they came. The doors slammed shut and before her body could fall back to the floor. Zelda quickly stood up and grasped the handles to pull the closet open. Various fabrics hung in the small space. The forest smell was no longer present. For a moment, the world felt normal. But she still in Magnolia's bedroom..still in Magnolian form.
She rested her head against the fine carved door and closed her eyes. She sighed until a brief chill down her spine caused her to open her eyes once more.
"Where am I?" Zelda stopped. She turned left and right as she found herself in the Great Hall. She looked down at her new dress. The top was made of a white silk center with red velvet sides that covered over her ribs to her elbows. White lace went down from her elbows to her wrists. The rest was more red velvet that came down to the floor with a metal hoopskirt underneath that made the bottom part of her wave around like a little bell. Her hair was put up with curls that streamed her sides. She gazed down at her chest. The collar was so low that any excessive movement could reveal the tips of her nipples. Zelda quickly attempted to pull the dress higher in an effort to keep her modesty.
The Great Hall seemed smaller..newer, cleaner than she remembered. There were far fewer paintings. Only four were up with the latest royal family portrait having this body's face on it.
She turned towards the table where a figure sat at the front. The woman seemed to be of middle age. Her black hair was pulled into a silk hat that was covered in pearls and peacock feathers while she wore a dark green dress. Just like one of the paintings in the Great Hall.
"Daughter, is something of concern? Indeed! If your face stays like that, I swear it will freeze," she huffed as she sliced her duck egg into thin slivers.
The food smelled so real. She felt it again as she touched below her collar. It felt as if someone was punching her.
"Forgive me..mother.." Zelda curtsied once and walked to an empty spot on the dining area. Her ear than picked up the crescendo of boots making contact with the stone floor.
"Daughter, its not..you-know-what..is it?" the mother asked.
"I think its you-know-what.." spoke the small white tea pot as its lid moved up and down. "Momma, you think its you-know-what?" asked the little sugar pot. "It has to be you know-what..what else can it be but you-know-what.." mumbled the candlestick as its arms swung back and forth like its handles were just as limp as its hot melted wax. "You know what? I too believe that you-know-what..is you know what..you know?" whispered a small clock as the hands on its face were bobbing up and down like a mustache.
Zelda felt dumbfounded by the various trinkets as they argued over a taboo subject. A door opened in the background. What's the next thing that will happen? Her furniture will come alive and start to sing and dance?
"Sister, did you hit Impa again?" Link began to walk into the room. His skin seemed lighter as if he never worked a day in his life while straight brown hair was pulled and tied back. Their outfits were similar in style. The same color and the same fabric and the same pattern like they were twins. They were twins! Link walked over and sat in front of her. His right hand grasped a silver goblet filled halfway with white wine. He looked straight into her, one green eye, one brown. "Honestly, if you don't learn to control your temper..taking it out on child..it's your own damn fault in the first place.."
"But..I..don't..kn-.." Link took his hand and gave her a gentle slap against her cheek.
"Denial..we can..you can't..go back to your bloody painting and spend all day there for all I care." He than looked down at his empty goblet and placed it on the table. He closed his eyes lazily as a bottle floated through the air and began to fill the chalice again.
He than kissed his two fingers and reached up and touched the apple of her cheek..the bright red at which he struck her at. "Your so hardheaded sometimes.." he spoke softer with a bit of jest in his voice. "You look like you could use a drink.." he than cocked his head for a moment. Another goblet with a white rose inside floated down and landed right in front of her. He than looked at the floating bottle and caused it to tip over and spill into her cup like a waterfall in mid air with a mere thought. He than raised his glass to her while giving a small smile.
"A white rose..white stands for loyalty.." whispered Zelda as she smiled back while bringing her glass up to his into a toast. There were only a few times when she ever drunk wine.
The warm feeling as it burned so slightly in her throat.
She felt a small object fall into her mouth. She spat it out as fast as she could back into her cup. It floated upside down with its head completely submerged. Zelda dumped her glass on the table as she stared at the creature's face. Its large eyes and bald head slept innocently on the table while the rest of its body was no bigger than her middle finger. Red hair started to form as its skin began to tighten and twist until the fetus was in the form of Ganondorf.
"Awwww..how cute.." chimed Link as he took another gulp of wine. The small naked creature grinned wickedly as it leapt from the top of table to her busom. Zelda freaked as she attempted slap it off.
"Mom-ma..." It mumbled in a deep hollow voice. Link merely leaned forward and grabbed it from her body.
"Don't worry, I'm sure your mother loves you very much.." Link spoke as he rubbed its head and kisses it. The small fetus turned its large eyes at her and smiles lovingly.
X|X|X|X|X|X|
Her eyes shot open as pouring rain doused her face. Her blood torn dress was sliced at the center as two solders were hovering over her head. One sat over her with his hands hovering over her heart.
"IMPA!! WE GOT HER TO WAKE UP!" spat one man with a brown mustache.
To Be Continued..
Chapter Nine: Eclipse
Zelda slowly began to open her green eyes. Her brown curly hair was spawned all over her pillow. She gazed around at the yellow canopy bed with silks that flow from side to side. But this was not her bed. Nor this was not her body. Zelda started breathing heavily, as her body desperately tried to hold back her scream fearing that the voice did not belong to her as well.
Zelda turned and gazed at a young girl who stood no more than waist high. Her short platinum hair came down to her chin. She wore a dark blue kimono with a long white silk ribbon around her waist. The small chubby face was all too familiar. She watched as the small child sang sweetly to herself as she watered a small plant.
"Impa!" Zelda muttered as she grasped her shoulders. Impa eyes began to well as she pulled her arms over her head in fright.
"I- I didn't do anything wrong..did I Lady Magnolia? I beg you! I implore you not to strike."
Whatever and whenever she was, the first thing she must do is ease the situation; a well known tactic she had learned from a General in her Army.
"No- No you didn't. I have had..a very uneasy slumber. I apologize. Take my hand, and through its touch, feel my sincerity," she whispered correcting herself from her rude voice. She leaned down and held her hand out. Impa reached over and touched it. She than took it and hugged it against her cheek in comfort. Impa slowly let go of the hand and began to walk back as if she was reawakened back to the exit that she had entered. The sunlight shined on her hair as if it was made of silver.
"Breakfast in a sixth of sand, Lady Magnolia." She bowed her head in traditional Sheikah farewells, rushing and phasing right through the wooden door as if she was no more than an apparition.
She than turned toward a small necklace on top of jewelry box and picked up the gold piece. The chain was made of pure gold while a small bar was in the center. The word:De Fleur was engraved within the metal.
"This was the last name of Romano's family. At least, that was what Ruto's book had written upon..but..why am I Lady Magnolia DeFleur?"
All she could recur from her teachings about this woman was that she considered "The Forbidden Ruler." She was never written about in her days of life nor death. It was written in law that she be in no sources without the Majesty's permission. After she passed away, it was said that even her face was blacked out from the family portrait that hung in the Great Hall.
Zelda stepped off from the bed. All of a sudden, she began to float straight to the mirror and landed with the greatest of grace. She turned and watched the proverbial face of her true form..however red lace seemed to cover her body while a red rose was situated on her sacred area with thorns wrapped around her thighs like a chaste belt.
"W-h-o-a-r-e-y-o-u?" Zelda enunciates..watching as her true form perfectly mimics her lips with a sultry lisp. She raised one arm. The mirror image of Zelda follows drunkly. She raised her other arm. Again, the reflection imitates. Zelda than raised her feet until she was standing on her toes like a ballerina. Her leg slowly lifts high until it touched her raised hands. The reflection followed but her body pulled itself as if it was around a pole. "Am I you? Or are you me?"
Zelda blinked once..the reflection of her self was gone and replaced by Magnolia. She relaxed her nimble body and stood there.
The wind blew through the window. She felt her hair wave back and forth over her face. Her hands massaged her arms. A coat would be lovely.
She flinched as she felt something hit her chest. She looked down and shook it off as her hand guided its way over towards her closet. She pulled open the doors. Her eyes closed as her nose took the time to smell the sweet aroma of pine and brook.
"A forest? I can hear the trees. The crickets, each crackling branch. But why?"
It was true! There was a forest before her eyes. Green with saplings: Oak and Pine.
A branch slowly leaned forward and touched her face. Zelda's eyes widened as a tree grew from no where. Two narrow eyes opened and stared straight at her. The small opening in the middle began to widen. Various acorns, dirt and deku nuts began to spill out until there was lips and space for a mouth. A large limb lowered and leisurely wrapped each stem around her waist. The leaves whipped against her nightgown and slowly pulled up into her hair, snaking through each curled lock.
"I dream of you..night and day..day and night" the tree hissed with a feminine voice as its vines crept down the closet and against the floor. "You..my enemy..
my savior..
Zelda stared at its twisted face.
..my curse..
..your blood..oh how I desire to take each one of my twigs..and tighten their grasps until enough of your blood has spilt to water a thousand forests...river deep.."
Roots began to rise from each crack of the floor. They crept and circled around her thin legs, tightening so gently. With each spiral around her feet, new vines began to spring from the dark wood and in turn, the vines began to grasp against her wrists. They clench her body with a gentle tug.
A branch lowered a lone apple in front of her face. Zelda gazed at the reflection of her face. She felt like a child as she came closer to it.
"Come..take a bite..its so good..so tempting..red as blood, but in the inside, as soft as newborn's face. No? ..How dare thy spirit swallow whole the forbidden but physically takes not a lick! ..how ironic...Ironic indeed..!"
Zelda felt the branches quiver with fury until they quickly retract like an activated mousetrap; every vine that hung from ceiling high to floor below whipped straight from which they came. The doors slammed shut and before her body could fall back to the floor. Zelda quickly stood up and grasped the handles to pull the closet open. Various fabrics hung in the small space. The forest smell was no longer present. For a moment, the world felt normal. But she still in Magnolia's bedroom..still in Magnolian form.
She rested her head against the fine carved door and closed her eyes. She sighed until a brief chill down her spine caused her to open her eyes once more.
"Where am I?" Zelda stopped. She turned left and right as she found herself in the Great Hall. She looked down at her new dress. The top was made of a white silk center with red velvet sides that covered over her ribs to her elbows. White lace went down from her elbows to her wrists. The rest was more red velvet that came down to the floor with a metal hoopskirt underneath that made the bottom part of her wave around like a little bell. Her hair was put up with curls that streamed her sides. She gazed down at her chest. The collar was so low that any excessive movement could reveal the tips of her nipples. Zelda quickly attempted to pull the dress higher in an effort to keep her modesty.
The Great Hall seemed smaller..newer, cleaner than she remembered. There were far fewer paintings. Only four were up with the latest royal family portrait having this body's face on it.
She turned towards the table where a figure sat at the front. The woman seemed to be of middle age. Her black hair was pulled into a silk hat that was covered in pearls and peacock feathers while she wore a dark green dress. Just like one of the paintings in the Great Hall.
"Daughter, is something of concern? Indeed! If your face stays like that, I swear it will freeze," she huffed as she sliced her duck egg into thin slivers.
The food smelled so real. She felt it again as she touched below her collar. It felt as if someone was punching her.
"Forgive me..mother.." Zelda curtsied once and walked to an empty spot on the dining area. Her ear than picked up the crescendo of boots making contact with the stone floor.
"Daughter, its not..you-know-what..is it?" the mother asked.
"I think its you-know-what.." spoke the small white tea pot as its lid moved up and down. "Momma, you think its you-know-what?" asked the little sugar pot. "It has to be you know-what..what else can it be but you-know-what.." mumbled the candlestick as its arms swung back and forth like its handles were just as limp as its hot melted wax. "You know what? I too believe that you-know-what..is you know what..you know?" whispered a small clock as the hands on its face were bobbing up and down like a mustache.
Zelda felt dumbfounded by the various trinkets as they argued over a taboo subject. A door opened in the background. What's the next thing that will happen? Her furniture will come alive and start to sing and dance?
"Sister, did you hit Impa again?" Link began to walk into the room. His skin seemed lighter as if he never worked a day in his life while straight brown hair was pulled and tied back. Their outfits were similar in style. The same color and the same fabric and the same pattern like they were twins. They were twins! Link walked over and sat in front of her. His right hand grasped a silver goblet filled halfway with white wine. He looked straight into her, one green eye, one brown. "Honestly, if you don't learn to control your temper..taking it out on child..it's your own damn fault in the first place.."
"But..I..don't..kn-.." Link took his hand and gave her a gentle slap against her cheek.
"Denial..we can..you can't..go back to your bloody painting and spend all day there for all I care." He than looked down at his empty goblet and placed it on the table. He closed his eyes lazily as a bottle floated through the air and began to fill the chalice again.
He than kissed his two fingers and reached up and touched the apple of her cheek..the bright red at which he struck her at. "Your so hardheaded sometimes.." he spoke softer with a bit of jest in his voice. "You look like you could use a drink.." he than cocked his head for a moment. Another goblet with a white rose inside floated down and landed right in front of her. He than looked at the floating bottle and caused it to tip over and spill into her cup like a waterfall in mid air with a mere thought. He than raised his glass to her while giving a small smile.
"A white rose..white stands for loyalty.." whispered Zelda as she smiled back while bringing her glass up to his into a toast. There were only a few times when she ever drunk wine.
The warm feeling as it burned so slightly in her throat.
She felt a small object fall into her mouth. She spat it out as fast as she could back into her cup. It floated upside down with its head completely submerged. Zelda dumped her glass on the table as she stared at the creature's face. Its large eyes and bald head slept innocently on the table while the rest of its body was no bigger than her middle finger. Red hair started to form as its skin began to tighten and twist until the fetus was in the form of Ganondorf.
"Awwww..how cute.." chimed Link as he took another gulp of wine. The small naked creature grinned wickedly as it leapt from the top of table to her busom. Zelda freaked as she attempted slap it off.
"Mom-ma..." It mumbled in a deep hollow voice. Link merely leaned forward and grabbed it from her body.
"Don't worry, I'm sure your mother loves you very much.." Link spoke as he rubbed its head and kisses it. The small fetus turned its large eyes at her and smiles lovingly.
X|X|X|X|X|X|
Her eyes shot open as pouring rain doused her face. Her blood torn dress was sliced at the center as two solders were hovering over her head. One sat over her with his hands hovering over her heart.
"IMPA!! WE GOT HER TO WAKE UP!" spat one man with a brown mustache.
To Be Continued..