The emerging figure was indeed her kidnapper. Zelda was fearful, but she knew that death would not threaten her. She knew the procedure all too well – she would be needed to lure Link to come to her aide. Which in turn would commence the final battle – the battle with Hyrule's destiny at its fingertips; the battle concerning only the triforce wielders.

"You never stop, do you? The man who said, 'History will forever repeat itself' was absolutely correct. Can anything end the feud?" Zelda boldly questioned him. He scowled. "You know, an idiot is one who attempts a task several times expecting different results."

"You are in no position to speak to me in that manner," Ganondorf hissed, drawing in close. "Woman, you are expendable this time. I no longer seek the triforce." She spat in his face. The evil presence backed away and turned. Walking back into the darkness, "Well, that isn't very lady-like, now is it?"

… Time seemed to stop in its tracks in that small, dark cell. Zelda felt the strong presence of peace. She had never believed in ghosts, but the princess found herself face to face with one.

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Alone again, Selena paced through the untended grasses of the castle courtyard. She was still very troubled. She absent-mindedly lowered her gaze to her feet in deep thought as she wandered. It wasn't long before a bright glint from below struck her vision. Selena fell to her knees. Her curiosity preceded her.

"What was that..," she muttered. Adjusting her eyes, she ran her hands through the blades of grass and dirt. Noticing a small crystal laying near the pond, Selena crawled ever so slowly to the beautiful object. Picking it up, she rolled it through her beggar hands to carefully observe it.

"This is part of Zelda's necklace..," she managed. It glinted again. The jewel nearly had a mind of its own; differentiating between the servant girl and its owner, it reacted differently. Her greatest intentions became clear to a supernatural force. And time froze as the scene before her was painted over with shades of red. And suddenly, Selena felt powerful as she exchanged glances with a ghost of her own.

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"So, what exactly was this business we had in Kokiri? Did I miss anything?" Europea asked in a hushed whisper as they left their mysterious visitor to herself. The voice had been overwhelmingly feminine.

"Nothing. Well, now that I think about it – While I was scrying for Zelda earlier I happened to remember we haven't seen Magnus for a while. He's hiding out in the Lost Forest, for whatever reason. But I said it for an excuse. No way in hell am I going back to see that woman. I don't feel good trusting her."

"I don't know," Europea shrugged, "I found it somewhat scary that we ran directly into her, how easily she found us. But also reassuring.. almost like the goddesses are watching over us, eh?"

Meredia removed a red feather from her bags and carefully placed it in Europea's palm. "I need you to find Magnus while I wander about the town. If you release this feather into the wind and focus on him, it will lead you there." Europea nodded graciously, tucking it into her hair. It was barely noticeable because of the color similarity. Wrapping her muscular hands around the thick vines that lined the wall, she used it for leverage to climb the steep cliff. On her feet again, she looked back to see Meredia walking away – and regrettably hurried past the old wooden sign that read, "The Lost Forest". But that feather had other plans.

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Meredia found herself walking back towards their arrival site, certainly not to run into that woman again. She felt unease as she noticed the hooded figure was no longer lingering. She quietly shuffled through the passage, which led to the Forest's great protector and advisor – The Great Deku Tree. As she peeked round the corner, she was surprised to find the great elder tree of years passed still had not been cut down. Some of its large branches had finally weakened and fell over those seven years. The important thing was, though, that he had been reborn. An immature sapling, but just as wise nonetheless.

"Come in, child.." the sapling said gravely. That was a bad sign. Like hearing a child speaking of grim danger. It's so out of character.

"I feel a great evil rising, just as I had many moons ago…" he began, "The same great evil." Meredia found herself speechless as she crawled into his domain as he continued speaking. "Let me tell you a story, beloved."

Not so long ago…

The seven elders of these lands cast a seal. It sealed away this evil, his sorcery, and that legendary blade… Recently, I have felt a great shift between the borderline of good and evil. Whether by natural cause or murder, the seven elders have died off, and the seal dissipated. This legend has been long told. The ancient scrolls speak of seven descendant maidens who have the power to restore balance. How it is to come about is vague. But you, my daughter, are intertwined with destiny. You should be warned, though – prophecies are possible outcomes of the future. The actions of the present can only hope to form the future foreseen.

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And from high atop Death Mountain a familiar hero clad in green bounced to the trot of noble steed on which he rode; the mountain trail was tiresome, and as he dismounted to rest – he found the entrance to Goron City to be nonexistent. 2