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[shadows-in-hyrule-blog]

Continued from Here: X

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A moment of silence before he stretches his arm to the side, allowing the former hero to see, his cloak falling away enough to leave it visible, shadows begin to coalesce and merge onto the skin like armor, forming into what seems to be fur and feathers of inky black. “ You stared long into the abyss before you knew I was there. Courage despite the fear you felt to rescue Her Grace.” Talons flexed as he spoke, “ Do you remember now?”

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"The mark maybe gone but the spell is still there,,," (Skyofskyloft)

“ Who ever said the mark was gone…. “ he keeps his hood up not looking at the hero, he would rather not, he’d rather disappear into the shadows again, and once more be one of the lost ones, someone without a name in the passage of Time.  “ Don’t you have more important tasks at hand than speaking to a mere shadow?”

[duskboundwanderer]

It had been five days since Link had last seen any other human being.

The message had come from the queen at the start of the week by carrier pigeon. It had taken less than a day to ride to Hyrule Castle, and then a little more than two to arrive at the Arbiter's Grounds where strange activity had once more been reported.

Link didn't want to return to the Arbiter's Grounds. It was, put plainly, a torture chamber more than a prison, and he had been tormented there. The dead knew no justice and did not care what innocents would suffer from their revenge. Still, Link knew his duty, and more importantly, what a danger things coming from the Arbiter's Grounds were.

The prison still seemed to be empty, much as the last time he'd been there. Apart from a few flying skulls, the ever-present rats and stalfos, and a single small poe, the Arbiter's Grounds appeared empty. Thankfully, there were no more gibdos. Their screams stabbed like daggers in his skull, equal in horror to those of the shadow beasts.

However, the path through the prison was more difficult in another way: more of the floors had been engulfed by the sand, and Link couldn't help but think that that must be why the prison had been abandoned. It was sinking slowly away into the sand.

It was a comfort, however slight, to think that this place would one day be no more than a bad memory sunk forever beneath the desert.

Somehow, Link had known that he'd have to find his way up to the mirror room to find the source of the anomaly. His intuition had proved correct.

Link climbed to the top of the prison. There didn't seem to be anything out of place at first. Then he noticed the portal.

It hovered, flat, dull in color, between the arms of the stand of the broken mirror. The Mirror of Twilight had thrummed with oppressive power, negative electricity, leaving an acrid scent in the air--almost like an approaching storm.

This felt nothing like that. It just felt empty. It should not be there. Link felt the hair on the back of his neck beginning to rise just looking at it. He didn't want to get any closer, but he had to.

Link reached toward it in the hopes that the Triforce of Courage would react and tell him something, anything, about what he was looking at. He felt a faint tingle across the back of his hand, but before he could determine what it meant, he was being pulled toward the portal by an invisible force. White noise swarmed across his skin.

Then there was nothing. Then he was somewhere Else--woodlands, faintly familiar, but different--colors were brighter, scents fresher and newer.

He'd found water long before his even started to taste stale, but he hesitated to hunt or forage in unfamiliar territory. At least he'd packed for a long journey. You couldn't trust anything you found in the Arbiter's Grounds.

He had been wandering ever since.

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[daemonspiritum]

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Sky frowned, gripping the leash tighter. “Its a way of keeping you under control. ” He huffed. At least, it was supposed to be. The runes carved into it were meant to cut off the majority of Ghirahim’s magic. “Its meant to make you less of a threat to my friends and I. ”

“You couldn’t just use some kind of cursed amulet like anyone else?” He asked the sky child as he saw that his grip was only tightening. Unfortunately the effect that he wanted was taking effect, and he was losing the desire to actually tear him limb from limb for this little action of his. “Alright; this ceased being funny two minutes ago, remove it... NOW!”

[hclmaroc]

"Burn the end of a stick and use the blackened area to draw. That's what I usually use. Or, draw in dirt or sand." (Skyofskyloft)

The bird growls at the appearance of the hero. “You expect me to take advice from someone as foolish as you? You would be willing to walk right up to a monster like me, yet expect me to take advice like that?”