#fae of knowledge

[lostgerudo]

@fae-of-knowledge

In the many tomes belonging to the Hyrule Royal Library, there was one that spoke of the Great Fairies. Ganondorf hadn’t dwelled on it long: Fae were the stuff of legends, wise and powerful enough to never be found by mortal men. Since acquiring a portion of the Triforce, however, Ganondorf was inclined to believe himself something more than mortal. 

His third had given him the power to turn Hyrule into a land of shadow, but was incapable of granting his true wish. For that he needed Wisdom and Courage—and who better to help find them than the quite literal font of information that was the Great Fairy of Knowledge?

Finding the place had not been as impossible as the legends made it out to be. Her Fountain was a source of power, and it resonated with his own strongly enough to follow. Ganondorf entered the fountain, footsteps echoing across the stone floor. Its water was luminous, pillars casting shadows along the glittering walls.

Would the fairy be summoned by his presence? They were supposedly attracted to music; Ganondorf could conjure and instrument if necessary, but it seemed impossible that she could go unaware of his intrusion when he could feel her magic around him so strongly. There was a certain familiarity to it. He supposed it made sense: knowledge and power were often one and the same, after all.

[fae-of-knowledge]

She came into being through chance, as most things occur. A collection of volatile magic, swirling and forming into a single Fae. She came into being by chance, and her first memory was of simple, curiosity. The world was alight before her, and a large part of her desperately wanted to Know. To learn, to understand. 

She flew, she researched and she learned. Interacting with Hylians, Zora, Gorons, and the Deku in a fast and easy manor. She thought she understood things, could understand the state of the world, of who she was. 

Then came Demise. Then came the demons, then the fall of the goddess, her cries unheeded by her sisters who had long since left this world. She was broken, a simple fae who’s magic was sub-par, who with all of her knowledge was useless in the face of gods and demons 

She came into being through chance, she was reborn through fire and blood, as all Great Fae are. She survived. She changed. It was regrettable that the change happened so late. That her Rebirth, Ascension, happened so late. A goddess was dead, a demon was sealed, and the broken earth was left behind, and the rest flown to the sky for ages past. 

She existed, exists really, to understand, to know. It is a shame, that knowledge is a dual edged sword. 

[huntressthewizardarchive]

@fae-of-knowledge

Separated from the rest of her caravan, the half-deku woman wandered aimlessly. She had hoped to catch up with them at the nearest stable, but when five moblins ambushed her, she was forced to stray from the road. Now she was completely lost, lost until she stumbled upon the ancient ruins of an old temple from an age long gone by. 

Entering the ruins, she came upon a spring, a spring inhabited by tiny pink dancing lights that the woman recognized as fairies. Carefully, she took out a bottle from her satchel and snuck up on one to capture it.