Chapter 3:The Other Sages.
~Rauru~
I am suppose to be the wisest of all the Sages. My position as the Sage of Light has taught me many invaluable things about life and the ways of the world. But now...
I know not what to do.
As the hero lays unconscious in the castle walls, I pace the corridors of the sacred realm. What will we do once he finally awakens? Could we somehow convince him that things will get better? That there are reasons to live?
I cursed my own ignorance in this matter. The hero needed guidance now...but not the type of guidance he'd received from us before.
He needed support...a shoulder to lean on...maybe even to cry on. It is the only way to save him, yet I feel incapable of doing this. I must yield in hopes that someone else may come to his aid.
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~Saria~
I watch solemnly as the autumn leaves fall and dance in the wind on their journey to the ground. As beautiful as the sight is, I can't forget the news I had heard earlier today.
Link...he'd tried to take his own life. Why would he do such a thing? We'd been friends since he was just an infant, how come I didn't notice his pain earlier? Why didn't he come to me?
So many questions, but no answers in sight.
"Link..." I feel a hot tear roll down my cheek. He must have been suffering so much. I wish I could have taken some of his pain, maybe even gone through everything he had in his place.
With a sigh, I stood and wandered through the forest. Autumn leaves showered my small form as the wind picked up. I felt like crying. I wanted to understand.... I needed to understand.
A soft noise brought me from my thoughts. A small sparrow sat in the path before me, chirping in pain. His wing was obviously broken. Gently I scooped him into my hands and walked home, holding him against me.
Once inside I set the bird in a small cage, bringing him berries and water. He didn't eat. Instead, he sat quietly in a corner, appearing sullen to my eyes.
"What's wrong, little one?" I asked, concern deep in my voice. Obviously I didn't receive an answer. With a sigh I lay on my bed, wondering about Link and how he would react upon waking.
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~Darunia~
"For Din's sake, what is it?" I asked gruffly. The Goron who'd entered my chambers seemed to hesitate at my tone.
"Big Brother...it's about dondongo cavern.... the dondongos seem to be multiplying."
"What?!"
He nodded slightly. "They're growing in number...just like they did those seven years ago. What should we do?"
I sighed. My people looked up to me for guidance, as always. As flattered as I was, the truth of the situation was quite different. I'd become dependent on having Link there to help me. Even if the legendary 'dondongo buster' happened to wake up, he wouldn't need an additional problem with his already troubled mind.
I shook my head, feeling despair at the thought of Link. I don't think anyone stopped to wonder how he felt about all of this. Of course we all worshipped him for having saved us, and numerous other countries...but how many people had paused and asked him how he was? If he was ok? How many had given him a chance to express his feelings and grief?
He was not to blame, we were.
"Sir?" His voice cut through my thoughts.
"Sorry...gather as many rocks as you can, and if the dondongos start to leave the caverns, block off the entrance."
"All right. Thank you brother." With a bow, the young Goron left to carry out my orders. I sighed and leaned against the statue behind me.
"Forgive me, brother."
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~Ruto~
I was sitting alone in the fountain when what happened to Link finally sank in. Tears raced down my cheeks. Of all the people in Hyrule, Link was the last one who deserved everything that had happened to him. Before I felt bad for him, but he didn't show any remorse, so I thought everything was ok.
Now I know better.
I was such a fool...especially in my youth. Link and I first met inside my Lord Jabu-Jabu's belly while I was searching for my mother's stone. She managed to give it to me before she was killed in the war so many years before.
I was a spoiled brat...I did so many nasty things to Link, even though he was trying to help me. He didn't argue when I ordered him to help me find the stone. He didn't fight back when I forced him to carry me around-though he did seem a little surprised.
Then, after he'd rescued me from that electrical parasite, Baranade...all I did was yell at him because he was 'late', and yet he still didn't complain or criticize. I was secretly amazed at his collectedness. The poor boy probably had no idea what I meant when I told him he needed to marry me in order to receive the spiritual stone of water, but he agreed. His first priority was Hyrule's safety, and I see now that even his own well-being came short of that responsibility.
For seven years I waited for him to come back; finally he did. I found him half drown in the water temple, after having gotten attacked by a Spike underwater. I managed to pull him out and get him breathing again, and when those sapphire eyes opened I was shocked at the weariness held in them. How I wanted to comfort him then, but I was afraid. It would seem awkward...and he might not even remember me. It had been seven years, after all...
Without a word he got up and checked himself over. Then he thanked me for helping him. It turned out he did remember me, and asked me some things before we continued on through the temple.
I see now I should have held him. He seemed grown to me then, but now I know the truth. He never had the chance to grow up. He was still a child at heart...yet he was thrust into a cruel, unforgiving destiny of blood and death. Would no one save him, now that he was the one who needed help?
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~Impa~
The wind whispered quietly to me as I sat in the graveyard. I was seeking advice from the spirits of long ago, hoping my ancestors would give me some type of clue about what needed to be done. The problem at hand was indeed a grave one. Hyrule was vulnerable with the Hero in his current condition. Part of me wanted to strangle that child, but the other half of me wished to understand. I knew his task was not an easy one, but I had hoped he would come to us if need be. I didn't foresee his holding it within until it was too late.
Why didn't he speak up?
I sighed, frowning as my memories of finding him surfaced. The princess woke in the night, hysterical from a vision. She'd seen him, blood dripping from his arm like water as he stood alone in the graveyard. She desired so much to go after him, but I wouldn't allow it. The storm was far too viscous for her to go outside.
I went in her stead. I'd hoped it was simply a dream of hers...a bad nightmare perhaps, but as I stepped onto the soggy soils of the graveyard, I caught the scent of fresh blood on the wind.
It didn't take me long to find him. He lay sprawled across his mother's grave, a pool of blood gathered beneath him. I did what I could for him there, then took him back to the castle. The Princess stayed with him as the palace doctors tended the slash on his wrist. She was so pale with worry...
I sighed. Hadn't he stopped to think about everyone else? I never imagined that the boy would be so selfish. I opened my eyes and silently stood. Zelda was probably wondering where I had gone. The boy would be waking soon.
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~Naburoo~
Hmmm...Perhaps that sleaze-bag Ganondork won after all. Now that the kid is out of it, Hyrule is a sitting duck. But he's still in the sacred realm...right?
I found myself pacing the main chambers in Gerudo fortress, wondering how the kid was doing. He'd better snap out of it soon, 'else the Gerudos may try to make an advance. I hear them whispering about it: How it's our chance at glory...how we could win the lands we'd always dreamed about. But, then again, that's what they thought when Ganondorf came to power.
"Naburoo?" I looked up and found myself gazing at my second-in-command, Jyuna. Unlike most Gerudos, she had blue, shoulder length hair, and was skilled in magic of many elements.
"Yes, Jyuna? What is it?"
"There's a messenger outside the gates; he wishes to speak with you; something about the Hero. What would you have us do?"
"Leave him be; I'd like to speak with him." She nodded, then ran off. I soon followed, my mind trailing as I walked.
Ganondorf had led us into some rather dark times. First, he and his mother had forced us into a war against the Hylians. The goal had been to eliminate any Hylian mothers, so that the hero-of-time of legend would not be born. Because of that war, most of the Hylians from this generation were motherless, if not orphaned. Of course, as fate would have it, the Hero managed to escape Ganondorf's plan. Then there was the imprisoning war...
No wonder Gerudos were thought of so negatively. Our leaders were always power hungry and destructive.
A guard from Hyrule Castle sat astride a dapple-gray steed, waiting for me.
"What news have you brought?" I asked, curious.
"The Hero of Time will be waking soon. Her highness has requested you to be there." He told me, cautiously eyeing the other Gerudos nearby.
"Very well. Tell her I will be there by tonight." With a nod, he turned his horse around and galloped off. I turned as well.
"Jyuna, get my horse ready."
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T.B.C.
Revamped on 2/13/04. I realized I'd forgotten Rauru's POV. Meanwhile, I fixed a few minor mistakes.
Sorry for the long wait! Things have been rather...interesting at home since Halloween. My apologies, it wasn't that long of a chapter. I was going to do a separate chapter for each Sage, but I couldn't think of enough stuff to write for them. So I combined them into one chapter. So, what do you think? Depressing enough? Thank you for the reviews!
Until we meet under the stars' light again, farewell and good luck. ~LinkSage
~Rauru~
I am suppose to be the wisest of all the Sages. My position as the Sage of Light has taught me many invaluable things about life and the ways of the world. But now...
I know not what to do.
As the hero lays unconscious in the castle walls, I pace the corridors of the sacred realm. What will we do once he finally awakens? Could we somehow convince him that things will get better? That there are reasons to live?
I cursed my own ignorance in this matter. The hero needed guidance now...but not the type of guidance he'd received from us before.
He needed support...a shoulder to lean on...maybe even to cry on. It is the only way to save him, yet I feel incapable of doing this. I must yield in hopes that someone else may come to his aid.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~Saria~
I watch solemnly as the autumn leaves fall and dance in the wind on their journey to the ground. As beautiful as the sight is, I can't forget the news I had heard earlier today.
Link...he'd tried to take his own life. Why would he do such a thing? We'd been friends since he was just an infant, how come I didn't notice his pain earlier? Why didn't he come to me?
So many questions, but no answers in sight.
"Link..." I feel a hot tear roll down my cheek. He must have been suffering so much. I wish I could have taken some of his pain, maybe even gone through everything he had in his place.
With a sigh, I stood and wandered through the forest. Autumn leaves showered my small form as the wind picked up. I felt like crying. I wanted to understand.... I needed to understand.
A soft noise brought me from my thoughts. A small sparrow sat in the path before me, chirping in pain. His wing was obviously broken. Gently I scooped him into my hands and walked home, holding him against me.
Once inside I set the bird in a small cage, bringing him berries and water. He didn't eat. Instead, he sat quietly in a corner, appearing sullen to my eyes.
"What's wrong, little one?" I asked, concern deep in my voice. Obviously I didn't receive an answer. With a sigh I lay on my bed, wondering about Link and how he would react upon waking.
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~Darunia~
"For Din's sake, what is it?" I asked gruffly. The Goron who'd entered my chambers seemed to hesitate at my tone.
"Big Brother...it's about dondongo cavern.... the dondongos seem to be multiplying."
"What?!"
He nodded slightly. "They're growing in number...just like they did those seven years ago. What should we do?"
I sighed. My people looked up to me for guidance, as always. As flattered as I was, the truth of the situation was quite different. I'd become dependent on having Link there to help me. Even if the legendary 'dondongo buster' happened to wake up, he wouldn't need an additional problem with his already troubled mind.
I shook my head, feeling despair at the thought of Link. I don't think anyone stopped to wonder how he felt about all of this. Of course we all worshipped him for having saved us, and numerous other countries...but how many people had paused and asked him how he was? If he was ok? How many had given him a chance to express his feelings and grief?
He was not to blame, we were.
"Sir?" His voice cut through my thoughts.
"Sorry...gather as many rocks as you can, and if the dondongos start to leave the caverns, block off the entrance."
"All right. Thank you brother." With a bow, the young Goron left to carry out my orders. I sighed and leaned against the statue behind me.
"Forgive me, brother."
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~Ruto~
I was sitting alone in the fountain when what happened to Link finally sank in. Tears raced down my cheeks. Of all the people in Hyrule, Link was the last one who deserved everything that had happened to him. Before I felt bad for him, but he didn't show any remorse, so I thought everything was ok.
Now I know better.
I was such a fool...especially in my youth. Link and I first met inside my Lord Jabu-Jabu's belly while I was searching for my mother's stone. She managed to give it to me before she was killed in the war so many years before.
I was a spoiled brat...I did so many nasty things to Link, even though he was trying to help me. He didn't argue when I ordered him to help me find the stone. He didn't fight back when I forced him to carry me around-though he did seem a little surprised.
Then, after he'd rescued me from that electrical parasite, Baranade...all I did was yell at him because he was 'late', and yet he still didn't complain or criticize. I was secretly amazed at his collectedness. The poor boy probably had no idea what I meant when I told him he needed to marry me in order to receive the spiritual stone of water, but he agreed. His first priority was Hyrule's safety, and I see now that even his own well-being came short of that responsibility.
For seven years I waited for him to come back; finally he did. I found him half drown in the water temple, after having gotten attacked by a Spike underwater. I managed to pull him out and get him breathing again, and when those sapphire eyes opened I was shocked at the weariness held in them. How I wanted to comfort him then, but I was afraid. It would seem awkward...and he might not even remember me. It had been seven years, after all...
Without a word he got up and checked himself over. Then he thanked me for helping him. It turned out he did remember me, and asked me some things before we continued on through the temple.
I see now I should have held him. He seemed grown to me then, but now I know the truth. He never had the chance to grow up. He was still a child at heart...yet he was thrust into a cruel, unforgiving destiny of blood and death. Would no one save him, now that he was the one who needed help?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~Impa~
The wind whispered quietly to me as I sat in the graveyard. I was seeking advice from the spirits of long ago, hoping my ancestors would give me some type of clue about what needed to be done. The problem at hand was indeed a grave one. Hyrule was vulnerable with the Hero in his current condition. Part of me wanted to strangle that child, but the other half of me wished to understand. I knew his task was not an easy one, but I had hoped he would come to us if need be. I didn't foresee his holding it within until it was too late.
Why didn't he speak up?
I sighed, frowning as my memories of finding him surfaced. The princess woke in the night, hysterical from a vision. She'd seen him, blood dripping from his arm like water as he stood alone in the graveyard. She desired so much to go after him, but I wouldn't allow it. The storm was far too viscous for her to go outside.
I went in her stead. I'd hoped it was simply a dream of hers...a bad nightmare perhaps, but as I stepped onto the soggy soils of the graveyard, I caught the scent of fresh blood on the wind.
It didn't take me long to find him. He lay sprawled across his mother's grave, a pool of blood gathered beneath him. I did what I could for him there, then took him back to the castle. The Princess stayed with him as the palace doctors tended the slash on his wrist. She was so pale with worry...
I sighed. Hadn't he stopped to think about everyone else? I never imagined that the boy would be so selfish. I opened my eyes and silently stood. Zelda was probably wondering where I had gone. The boy would be waking soon.
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~Naburoo~
Hmmm...Perhaps that sleaze-bag Ganondork won after all. Now that the kid is out of it, Hyrule is a sitting duck. But he's still in the sacred realm...right?
I found myself pacing the main chambers in Gerudo fortress, wondering how the kid was doing. He'd better snap out of it soon, 'else the Gerudos may try to make an advance. I hear them whispering about it: How it's our chance at glory...how we could win the lands we'd always dreamed about. But, then again, that's what they thought when Ganondorf came to power.
"Naburoo?" I looked up and found myself gazing at my second-in-command, Jyuna. Unlike most Gerudos, she had blue, shoulder length hair, and was skilled in magic of many elements.
"Yes, Jyuna? What is it?"
"There's a messenger outside the gates; he wishes to speak with you; something about the Hero. What would you have us do?"
"Leave him be; I'd like to speak with him." She nodded, then ran off. I soon followed, my mind trailing as I walked.
Ganondorf had led us into some rather dark times. First, he and his mother had forced us into a war against the Hylians. The goal had been to eliminate any Hylian mothers, so that the hero-of-time of legend would not be born. Because of that war, most of the Hylians from this generation were motherless, if not orphaned. Of course, as fate would have it, the Hero managed to escape Ganondorf's plan. Then there was the imprisoning war...
No wonder Gerudos were thought of so negatively. Our leaders were always power hungry and destructive.
A guard from Hyrule Castle sat astride a dapple-gray steed, waiting for me.
"What news have you brought?" I asked, curious.
"The Hero of Time will be waking soon. Her highness has requested you to be there." He told me, cautiously eyeing the other Gerudos nearby.
"Very well. Tell her I will be there by tonight." With a nod, he turned his horse around and galloped off. I turned as well.
"Jyuna, get my horse ready."
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T.B.C.
Revamped on 2/13/04. I realized I'd forgotten Rauru's POV. Meanwhile, I fixed a few minor mistakes.
Sorry for the long wait! Things have been rather...interesting at home since Halloween. My apologies, it wasn't that long of a chapter. I was going to do a separate chapter for each Sage, but I couldn't think of enough stuff to write for them. So I combined them into one chapter. So, what do you think? Depressing enough? Thank you for the reviews!
Until we meet under the stars' light again, farewell and good luck. ~LinkSage