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IC:
The young male stood on one of the terraces of the half destroyed castle. Heavily panting he leaned against one of the bigger bricks on the battle field, cause that was what Hyrule Castle was turned into: Monsters of all sorts climbed out of the windows and over the walls into the streets and back yards of the castle to meet with those that tried to win back their lands which had been covered with darkness. Many fell on both sides, but the young man had something to do, which only he could do. He inhaled deeply, threw the tip of his green hat over his shoulder and took his blade into his left hand and his shield into his right. With the back of his left hand he rubbed a little of blood from the corner of his mouth. He blinked a few times and felled ready to battle again. His flying companion followed him everywhere he went. She was silent… for her doing.
He took a step towards the staircase and rushed towards the highest tower, ignoring the pain in his right leg. A piece of Stalfos had hit him hard when he had blown it apart.
On the upper floor he met with the dark King, at last. His dark skin had almost the same colour as the rocks falling on the terrace, some covered with fire, others with sharp edges.
His red hair had the colour of flames. The boy shrugged, saw the sharp side of the shining blade of his opponent and felt how the heavens split in two.
"Hey, listen! WAIT UP FOR ME!" A clear blue light dashed through the woods, trying to catch up with a greater, more clear flash whose speed was much higher. "HEY! DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?"
The flash in front of the fairy suddenly stopped almost making her smash into its clear body.
"What was that for?" she asked angrily, glaring at the spirit in front of her. His almond-shaped eyes had a mischievous air around them. Instead of answering the fairy, the spirit started to move again, at top speed, but now upwards, to wards the top branches of one of the highest firs in the Woods. His slightly see through finger grabbed the trunk which was only a few cm's in diameter at this height. He gazed into the distance, towards the northern horizon, where all was still dark. Behind him the sun cast a magical glow on the treads of fog that danced around the trees. The wind played with his bangs and long hat. As he narrowed his eyes the fairy caught up with him. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" She continued with her rant. But the spirit raised his left hand and made her shut up. It surprised her how much he resembled his human shape from long ago. "Be quiet for a moment…. Navi…" Curiously she looked into the same direction of him, but couldn't distinguish anything else except the smell of death and rotting or drought and destruction. "The wind…" he broke the silence. The voice that came from deep within his heart was warm and almost sounded if he was singing.
He sat down on one of the branches, one leg on the branch, one leg hanging down. "It's bringing the scent of change…"
IC:
The young male stood on one of the terraces of the half destroyed castle. Heavily panting he leaned against one of the bigger bricks on the battle field, cause that was what Hyrule Castle was turned into: Monsters of all sorts climbed out of the windows and over the walls into the streets and back yards of the castle to meet with those that tried to win back their lands which had been covered with darkness. Many fell on both sides, but the young man had something to do, which only he could do. He inhaled deeply, threw the tip of his green hat over his shoulder and took his blade into his left hand and his shield into his right. With the back of his left hand he rubbed a little of blood from the corner of his mouth. He blinked a few times and felled ready to battle again. His flying companion followed him everywhere he went. She was silent… for her doing.
He took a step towards the staircase and rushed towards the highest tower, ignoring the pain in his right leg. A piece of Stalfos had hit him hard when he had blown it apart.
On the upper floor he met with the dark King, at last. His dark skin had almost the same colour as the rocks falling on the terrace, some covered with fire, others with sharp edges.
His red hair had the colour of flames. The boy shrugged, saw the sharp side of the shining blade of his opponent and felt how the heavens split in two.
"Hey, listen! WAIT UP FOR ME!" A clear blue light dashed through the woods, trying to catch up with a greater, more clear flash whose speed was much higher. "HEY! DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?"
The flash in front of the fairy suddenly stopped almost making her smash into its clear body.
"What was that for?" she asked angrily, glaring at the spirit in front of her. His almond-shaped eyes had a mischievous air around them. Instead of answering the fairy, the spirit started to move again, at top speed, but now upwards, to wards the top branches of one of the highest firs in the Woods. His slightly see through finger grabbed the trunk which was only a few cm's in diameter at this height. He gazed into the distance, towards the northern horizon, where all was still dark. Behind him the sun cast a magical glow on the treads of fog that danced around the trees. The wind played with his bangs and long hat. As he narrowed his eyes the fairy caught up with him. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" She continued with her rant. But the spirit raised his left hand and made her shut up. It surprised her how much he resembled his human shape from long ago. "Be quiet for a moment…. Navi…" Curiously she looked into the same direction of him, but couldn't distinguish anything else except the smell of death and rotting or drought and destruction. "The wind…" he broke the silence. The voice that came from deep within his heart was warm and almost sounded if he was singing.
He sat down on one of the branches, one leg on the branch, one leg hanging down. "It's bringing the scent of change…"
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