#shadefccted

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welcome 2 our daily program, ‘races that died because the hylians didn’t mind their own damn business’ I will be ur host for today’s episode–

sheik & ganon will bond much over this subject

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@shadefccted

He was cold. Cold, terrified, and finally, truly shaken. There had been no mountain he couldn’t climb, no monster unable to be conquered. The light at the end of the tunnel was always bright and beckoning, but for the first time, he had seen it dim. Dim so much that he thought it might burn out once and for all. Tunic sopping wet, Navi hidden away in his hat clutched against the back of his head for warmth, he wrung out the fabric with shaking hands. Trying so hard to pretend that he hadn’t seen his life flash before his eyes---what little of it he had experienced thus far.

Finally, with weakening knees, he let himself crumble to the ground, knees thumping onto the soft grass, face buried into his hands to hide the tears mingling with water droplets from the lake. He almost DIED.

In the end, what was he more than a child shoved into the flesh of a man? The strength and the prowess, but none of the experience, the wisdom, the age? It had only been a couple of days in the Water Temple, but it had felt like weeks, weeks of wet cold and hypothermia, chugging bottle after bottle of red potion in order to keep sickness at bay. He only had one life. Hiccuping gently, he didn’t hear the gentle thump of soft-padded feet on the ground, nor did he notice the shadow stretched over his figure with the rising sun. But the soft, familiar utterance of hero beckoned to him, and he looked up, watery blue meeting concerned red.

“Sh-Sheik.” He didn’t think. But when did he ever? Latching onto the other in a burst of movement, Navi squeaked as his wet hat tumbled off. Face pressed into Sheik’s hip, arms wrapped tight about his leg, he gave a heavy sob, hold tightening with every hiccup and ugly gasp for air. “D-don’t---Please don’t leave me---”

[luxetlegis-blog]

“I feel like I’m hobnobbing with royalty here.”

      - —Could it be?            That man.. No.. .. It didn’t seem all too possible. They were a diminishing            race, a thinning tribe. Still, she’d recognized such distinct traits on a whim.

           “ I can only imagine how new this must be for you.. .. .                   Pardon my incursions upon you, but I shan’t turn a blind eye                   to those who’ve met tense conditions. I believe the crowd                  is different here than the common lot– that they are used to                   convening with those who stand on similar grounds with them.                                                                 .. …And pray tell that this strain will subside once we’ve come                                      to embrace the discrepancies amongst each other and                                     discover some shared term of equality. ..At least.. .. that it                                      is what I hope for, as it’s not something guaranteed.  ”

             “ That aside, I must excuse my rambling… ..                    I bade little for introductions amidst my tangent.                    I am Princess Zelda.. the host of this eve’s ball. ”

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Blows kisses @ bae.