SHE WOULD glance over her shoulder — knowing the
male wasn’t one for words ( despite her efforts to get him
to speak. ) she had to make sure he was paying attention
before carrying on with her train of thought. The princess
would catch his nod – OK good, he was listening.
Hands would come together as she turns to face him, a
small twirl in her step as she does so.
‘ Come look at this, Link. ‘
SURELY, HE SAW how excited she’d get when
pressed with any sort of puzzle, something she
didn’t know. She had a knack for learning, a
knack for RESEARCH. And when that itching
feeling arose, it came hard.
TODAY’S TOPIC OF STUDY, was a guardian —
somehow its guts lay in front of them like it was a
mere toy that someone had thrown away. This led
her with questions —- the first one about the
guardian itself, if we know what it is made from -
could we recreate it ? The second, who did this to
the poor thing ? ( The second one piqued her
interest far more than the first, she’d admit. )
‘ Who do you think could have DONE such a thing ? ‘
‘ As far as we know, the guardians were near
impossible to dent — much less DESTROY. ‘
‘ COULD YOU —- help me look for any sort of
clues, maybe whatever destroyed this left some
form of EVIDENCE. ‘
When he saw the destroyed guardian. He couldn’t help but stare at it for a few seconds. Weren’t these things hard to destroy let alone even get close enough to do some sort of damage? Hearing her order, he gave a small nod before he made his way towards the guardian. While the princess walked around the ground of the destroyed machine, the knight felt like taking the higher ground.
Kneeling down a bit once he was on top the guardian, he started to search around the pieces. It was for sure blown up, though there didn’t seem to be any sort of burn marks. Almost as if it was from the inside out, as if something drew it to explode on itself. That’s when something caught his eye, was that...The end of an arrow? Moving a bit, making sure to not fall off the machine, the knight picked up the end of the arrow. The head of it was gone, though it was no doubt an arrow, though something like this couldn’t destroy a guardian could it?
With that, he stood up once again and held up the broken arrow a bit as if to show it off to Zelda. It was a small hint if anything, though any sort of hint would help with understanding how this came to be.
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