The sun was bright and the beautiful ocean of sky was filled with cotton clouds. Birds of all kinds weaved in and out of these clouds playfully chasing one another. It promised a beautiful day indeed.
Sweet smelling grass creased as a gentle wind brushed along it then reached up to kiss the branches of trees towering above. Small flowers at their bases swayed to an unheard beat of nature as small insects flew and crawled amongst them, the small plants like a forest to them. A sweet smell carried over the wind from the beautiful plants, creating a pleasant scent that dazzled anyone nearby.
Girl loved the smell of this area. It was sweet and pure, and the view of the valley below, breathtaking. She could sit up here for hours, under the shady canopy of one of the many trees with cute little flowers woven into the leafy pattern, and just watch the world go by. And she would listen to the sound of the waterfall only a few feet away, bubbling along over the rocks, chuckling in a song no one could recognize, for it was never the same one twice.
Sitting on the soft grass at its edge, she dipped her feet into the cool waters, loving the caress of the shimmering water against her soft, pale skin. She had always adored water, and dreamed of seeing the ocean she had heard so much about. But there was no ocean anywhere nearby.
The little village was built along the side of a valley where the waterfall fed it the water it needed for drink and for their crops to grow. The land here was fertile which was why it made such a perfect spot to live. And it was beautiful. Life of all kinds every direction you looked, if you knew what kind of life to look for that is. Rarely any signs of civilization, it was perfect in all aspects.
Girl looked down the waterfall and across the valley with her bright eyes, shimmering in perfect reflection of the crystal clear waters she so adored. Across the valley, the river the waterfall ran into disappeared, running out to the other side of the mountains. Girl had no idea what lay beyond those mountains, but she had been told it was the grand kingdom of Hyrule, which lay to the south of them.
Her mother had told her much about Hyrule. It was a grand kingdom, with an immense palace where the king and his family lived. Nearby was the Temple of Time, her mother had called it, even though it was much smaller than the palace, it was still a wondrous building and spectacular inside and out. The market square just beyond it was always busy with the bustle of Hyrulians going about their everyday life.
Nearby was a smaller village, though not as grand, it was still just as wondrous due to the huge windmill it possessed. A path from there lead up the huge Death Mountain where it was said strange mountain creatures called Gorons lived. Although they were quite large creatures, they were very kind and gentle, and even fearful of others.
Farther south still was the mysterious cavern of the Zoras; the fish people. They remained hidden away in their domain, so no one really knew what they were like, but it was said they were like fish themselves that could walk on land. Girl always marveled at the tales of these mysterious creatures.
South from there was the Lost Woods and Sacred Forest where a race of small child-like beings called the Kokiri lived. They all possessed strange little fairies and lived in houses made directly out of the trees. They were watched over and protected by a giant tree, she was told, and who had great powers.
To the west lay a ranch where a beautiful maiden with a voice from the heavens resided. Her companions were solely great horses whom she would spend much of her time singing to. Girl wished she could hear such a lovely voice for herself.
Farther west from there lay Lake Hylia. A scientist lives there, tinkering away at strange devices no one could understand and doing strange experiments. Beneath the deep waters, it was said, a temple lay dormant upon the floor of the lake that only the Zoras knew how to enter. It was also the best spot to watch the sun and moon rise from.
Not far away from there, a bit farther up the river that fed the lake, was the Gerudo Valley. The Gerudo are a race of female warriors and very hostile to anyone who would try and enter their valley. Their fortress is said to be build like a labyrinth and filled with their immense hordes of treasure. A giant grate blocks off the only entrance to the desert where another temple lies. But the desert is one of the most dangerous places in the land, which is why the Gerudo allow none to enter. Their special sign is a crescent moon around a star, which seemed quite romantic in Girl's mind.
Pulling the dark purple ribbons –golden bells tied at the ends- from her bright pink hair, Girl set them down on the shore before slipping into the calm pool of water. She waded to where it was deeper before disappearing under the glass-like surface.
The waterfall, which ended in this pool, then ran into a river traveling farther away towards the valley, running down the hillside to the village further down the grassy slopes.
Pink streaked along the bottom of the pool gliding along gray and black rocks like a sleek fish, then Girl popped up from the water with barely a ripple; hair dripping and flat against her back as she slipped out of the pool again. She felt so relaxed when she swam for a moment in the beautiful water there.
Her form-fitting clothes were drenched and clung to her small frame, shimmering in the warm light from the water that drenched them. Her uniform was a pink bodysuit; no-sleeves, reaching halfway to her knees and purple around her shoulders and neck with gold trim.
Brushing a hand through her wet hair, she combed out the tangles with her nimble fingers and then tied it into two tails again with the ribbons she had set aside before. The small golden bells jingled as she did so, a merry little sound that she loved, and stood up slowly. She turned away from the pool and headed, bare-foot, back down the slope towards the village that was her home; her mother would be anxiously awaiting her return of course.
