#hyliaen

[warplanet]

a starter for @hyliaen, with kidagakash nedakh.

"you ask too many questions." beaming, the princess takes link's hand and tugs him away from the throne room, down a set of wide stone steps, and over to a path thick with low-hanging branches and palm fronds as big as a person. she's incredibly deft at maneuvering through it all, her free hand pushing leaves and thick brush aside, and while kida tries to help link dodge them, as well, a few end up flicking back at him on accident. "sorry." it's said with a smile, with amusement, with the kind of levity only a proud princess might contain. she doesn't let link catch his bearings or breathe for a second in a still pause — instead, she tugs him on. "quickly now."

eventually the winding dirt path turns back to stone, and the two climb up a small hill, cross a wooden bridge, then a stone bridge, and find themselves stationary at the mouth of a cave. its gaping maw, completely devoid of light, looms like an omen beside them, but kida pays it no mind, stops walking, and finally releases link's hand. "i believe our paths have crossed before," the princess explains. for someone who has just marched them a mile (at least), she is quite poised, and not out of breath. "inside this cave, there are symbols that resemble the ones you know. markings on your sword, on your shield. carvings you know. i believe it means your people have known mine. or mine have known yours... maybe you will have an answer." kida points to the cave. "follow me."

[zegreus]

that's where i need to go.

they didn't have many visitors — living visitors, at least. plenty of dead ones. this one was confusing to zagreus, with armor like he'd never seen before and a sort of energy he'd never been around. not like he had much variety here. “ and your maps said you needed to come here? ” he tilts his head, hands on his hips. “ strange. we don't see many living here. getting out will be much more difficult than getting in, i'm afraid. i've been trying for an eternity myself. no luck yet. ”

[dracochrysalis]

❝ you have made quite the name for yourself here, my friend. ❞ in the many towns she finds herself stumbling into, in the many encounters with individuals across hyrule that she has, there is a sense of fond amusement in discovering that link had been there just days, sometimes hours, before, solving small crises and giving people a sense of ease. ( or, perhaps, a healthy dose of well-intentioned chaos. ) ❝ does it weigh on you? the title of hero? ❞ / @hyliaen, sc.

[tetrylia]

[ @hyliaen: ] there's nothing you can do.

‘𝘈𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏’ ! startled by his abrupt forthcoming; the princess jumps only slightly, 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑𝑠 &. 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘴 shifting with her. she has met this 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 shade of d̸i̴s̷a̸p̵p̶o̴i̸n̶t̶m̶e̸n̷t̵ more times than she can count; ᶤᵗˢ ᵇˡᵉᵃᵏ ᵍʳᵉʸ⁻ˢᶜᵃˡᵉ ɪᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ at her skin, however 𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 it appears. there is 𝔞 𝔟𝔢𝔤𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤 ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ better than what she is or, 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦. ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃˢᵖ ˡᵃˢᵗˢ ᵃ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍, she returns to her initial stance, after being crouched at the floor (ᶤᶰ ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛ... 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸... ᵒʳ perhaps ... 𝗻𝗲𝗴𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁, from the idea that she will never escape 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎).

removing her hand from her chest, she replies. ❛❛ 𝔏 ink, ʸᵒᵘ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ ! please don't sneak up on me 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 again, ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ nearly ᵈʳᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᶜʰᵉˢᵗ ! ❜❜

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙾𝙳𝙳𝙴𝚂𝚂 𝙷𝚈𝙻𝙸𝙰 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚂 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽, ʰᵉʳ ᵛᵒᶤᶜᵉ ... 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒇𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 at the seams of (ᴡʜᴀᴛ ғᴇᴇʟs ʟɪᴋᴇ) zelda's 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺. ˢʰᵉ ᵖᵘᶠᶠˢ, and walks a few steps ahead of the 𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔨𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱, 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙙 in 𝐇 𝐘 𝐑 𝐔 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐍 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟.

➵ ❛❛ i know ... i know. ⁽ ᶤᵗ'ᵈ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ᶰᶤᶜᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵉᶰᵈ ˡᶤᵏᵉ ᶤ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ⁾ / / i feel so useless sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. ❜❜

[tetrylia]

⠀⠀ [ X ] @hyliaen.

⠀ ⠀ ❛❛ 𝔗 he cut 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 look ᵗᵒᵒ ᵇᵃᵈ, 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 . . — ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶠᶤᶰᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᶰᵒʷ . ❜❜

[puruh]

❝ i’m sorry. it’s been hard, huh? ❞

“Hard?!” Papers fly; admittedly she has not lost her flair for the dramatics, but in this case it’s in fact an accidental action. But it does make the point well. Holding her eyes on him for a moment, she only averts when the last paper falls to the ground, and she begins to dutifully sweep them all up (albeit a bit disorganized in her haphazard sorting). “What an insult, Linky…” she continues, a huff of words, glasses askew. She shuffles over to the desk to drop off the handful she’d grabbed. “It’s been wildly, horrifyingly challenging, and I doubt we’ll have a lick of downtime in the near future to recover. I haven’t had a single night’s sleep in almost a week.” She leans over the desk, now, peering out a small window just above it, taking note of the guards who circle and patrol Lookout Landing’s gates. Keenly observing the gloom not too far out that creeps slow and easy towards their walls.

“But what is progress without hardship?” She turns, a little too enthusiastic in her movements given the gravity of the situation. “I know you must miss her.” She spares others, and herself most of all, the unkempt nature of unwieldy emotion as much as she can, but she speaks now with a weighty sincerity. The smile remains, but her features still ring much more serious than usual. “I miss her, too. As I missed you. But I was proven wrong in my grief rather suddenly and unexpectedly in your case, and I expect the same for her. I have never known either of you to stay gone for very long.” She places a hand on his shoulder for a moment before moving it quickly up to tap her finger against his chin, continuing in a chirpy tone, “so, pep up, Linky! There’s work to be done!”

[kaigome]

𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄  𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒  𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖  𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  𝐈𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄  ,     on horseback  is  faster  ,   as  urgent  as  the  matter  before  them  .    kagome  grips  tightly  to  the  reins  ,  eyes  focusing  in  on   the  journey  up  ahead.      ❛    are   you  sure  we’ll  get  there  in  time  ? ❜   | @hyliaen