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Link was at a loss. He had visited all three of the sacred flames in the hope of restoring the Demon Blade but to no avail. The sword remained unchanged and silent, a cruel reminder of what Link had lost. It was as if Link had killed Ghirahim all over again with his failure. Zelda had tried to comfort him but to no avail. Nothing could calm his anger or sooth his sorrow. In a moment of desperation Link turned to Sparrot, the fortune teller. He was perhaps the only one who knew the answer.

The bazaar was as busy as it had been during Link's last visit, and this time he felt even more downcast. As he approached Sparrot he noticed that a mysterious and mystic aura seemed to flow around the small man. Or at the very least there was a weird vibe about him that had always given Link the creeps. Link had never really believed in fortune telling, it had always seemed like just another way to bee tricked out of your hard earned rupees with the promise of better things to come. Still at this point there was nothing else he could do. This was his last hope. Sparrot's wide blue eyes seemed to gaze into Link's very soul as he invited the young hero to sit. Link collapsed into the small stool in front of the fortune teller's table, glancing briefly at the crystal ball in the center. If only recovering Ghirahim was as easy as retrieving that ball from the surface had been.

"Ah Link, I've been expecting you of course. My eyes see many things. But still even without these exquisite, all seeing eyes of mine I can see from a mile away that you are troubled. Would you like me to light the way along your cloudy path ahead?"

Link's voice was tired, far too tired for someone his age. "Yes Sparrot, please. I'm desperate, I don't know what else to do. Please help me."

Sparrot's bangles jingled on his wrist as he waved his hand dismissively."Say no more. I can help you." He then began to move his hands expertly around the crystal ball and his voice became rhythmic and calming, soothing Link. "Just look into my eyes...Stare deeply into my eyes...ahh yes I can see something...You are searching for someone. Someone special but you have lost hope. They are not of this world nor the next one...the demon blade is the key...you must go to the deep woods near the temple...and speak the ancient words inscribed there to open the way."

"The way to what?" Link asked eagerly, leaning across the small table in his excitment.

Sparrot shook his head. "I see no more. All will become clear in time."

Link nodded, the fire of determination lighting up his eyes once more. "Thank you." He swiftly left the bazaar, his mind intend on preparing for another journey, a journey that he would have to take alone. One that would hopefully be the last in his quest to save the demon lord.

The trees loomed ominously over the hero as he headed into the deep woods a few hours later, the demon sword securely hung on his belt. He absentmindedly ran his hand over its hilt, which strangely comforted him and made him feel at ease despite his tiredness and many worries. Eventually he came to Skyview Temple whose ancient stone walls were trailing with thick green ivy. Link turned to the right side of the temple where some small ruins lay, almost completely hidden by the tall grass and long flowing ivy. Here Link pushed aside the greenery from the broken and weathered pieces of what was once a building or perhaps a shrine. Whatever it once was it was unrecognisable now. He kept searching until he found a large stone fragment with the words inscribed: Sit faciem portae quae pertingebat usque ad patitur omnes qui daemonium aperto mundo vivunt, in tenebris est deam ut sine timore, de ira. *

Link spoke these words aloud and immediately the demon blade began to glow faintly and the ground behind the stone opened to reveal a winding and narrow stair case of old and beaten stone which appeared to have no end in sight. Link took a deep breath before he began to descend the stairs and as he did so the ground closed over him, swallowing him whole.

Author's note:

*This text is written in Latin and I'm not sure how accurate it is as I don't actually speak Latin but it translates to: May the gateway to the demon world open to allow all who live in darkness to pass without fear of the goddess's wrath