TLZ Final Retribution Chp 3Chapter Three
In the stillness of night the darkest movements stir, hidden from sight while eyes are clamped blithely in unsuspecting sleep.
And in the same way does the most heinous evil work, slinking right under the feet of its prey, invisible in the shadows, and as afraid of light as it is the truth of its intentions revealed.
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At dawn Zora's River was perhaps the most beautiful thing in all Hyrule. Luminous sunbeams shot through the hungry current and iridescent scopes danced across its sparkling surface so that its waves were as a rich, rippling jewel, the most precious gem with all the colors in the world mingling among the perpetual tide. As Zorina, ankles submerged, watched the water, her eyes roved to a single leaf that daintily graced its surface and then was swept away by the restlessly flowing river, without a single thought, never to be seen again. And in the same way that the river endlessly moved on, Zor
Final Retribution..Chapter TwoTHE LEGEND OF ZELDA
So often the girl of gold stands peering out the window, timid, hands clutching the curtains to still her pounding heart, reluctant to remain, too fearful to approach. When nerve is mustered she takes just a step, and then another, and one more until her fingers nearly slip from the curtain, her single stronghold, and she draws back just a lick, to decide
Is this really what I want to do?
Unconvincingly, she nods, though reassures herself:
Too late to go back now.
With her first steps behind her, the next come easily, and with her one refuge abandoned she moves onward, staring straight ahead only because she fears the regret that accompanies looking back.
With the door before her, once more she halts as just a blink from the doorknob, her hand recoils.
Is this really what is best for me?
The question is like a crash in the silence, but with her mind still uncertain she nudges that door open and sti
TLZ Final Retribution.chapter1THE LEGEND OF ZELDA
Far off in the desert she waits, she watches. Forever she sits, appearing idle and dazed, though in her mind, war rages. Day after day she sits, waits, watches, and at no cost to her. She has been for years, will be for countless more. Time costs her nothing.
For years she has waited. So what is the price of waiting just a little longer?
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"And plunging his blade through the beast's head, the Hero of Time, with the power of the Princess and the six Sages, banished the Great King of Evil into the depths of the Sacred Realm, where he drifted endlessly, only to reflect, to remain himself, a failure. . .forever." Zorina's voice cut like a knife in the silence of the dark room, almost as piercing as the thought of floating in nothingness, forever, seemed to her. The chirp of songbirds outside the window drew her eyes from the book they had watched for hours, and the sudden flash of pale sunbeams through the blinds ma
TLZ Final Retribution.prologueTHE LEGEND OF ZELDA
At the end of the day, the sky was changing fading from that brightest gold so rich it rivaled an emperor's crown, faint stars sparkling like shimmering jewels in its rivets, to a darkest blue. Gold upon sapphire, it threatened to swallow the world whole in just a moment. In mere seconds, in the time it takes to throw a glance, clench a fist, breathe a last breath, night had come, and nothing scathed its dappled shell, except for stars, small and solitary.
Turrets, festooned with mist like oil used to swab a blade, pierced and stabbed the sky looming overhead like a hungry creature, threatening to crush the castle already so unbeaten and trembling from struggle. Foundations laid with sword-scathed stone and arrows crammed in the cracks between, the whole castle betrayed the war that had raged for seven years among its walls, both within and witho