02-07-2016, 06:29 PM
Falling. Again. ‘Surely, if this Teucer is so keen on these “champions” saving his soul, giving us an entry into this.. place with an entrance on the more stable side would be far more suitable,’ The blond teen’s inner dialogue began as he careened towards the cobblestoned ground of the seemingly fallen city nearby. As quickly as the sensation of falling came on, it disappeared, leaving Link kneeling, once again unscathed in yet another unknown area.
A quiet sigh followed by a despondent shake of his head escaped the Hero, a vague grimace contorting across his features as he surveyed the area. He’d landed on a cobblestone road that lead off towards a derelict city, long since inhabited, overgrown and reclaimed by nature. It almost reminded him of home, the Temple hidden within the Kokiri Forest, for that matter. A wave of nostalgia swept across the Hylian, reminiscing on his former life as he scanned his immediate surroundings. A brief gust of wind rushed past the boy as he took stock, bringing with it a cool humidity, laced with the unforgettable smell of nature; the scent of the wet moss combined with the familiar smell of damp clay in the earth, coupled with the aroma of decaying wood and leaves. Unfortunately, for Link at least, this coerced the already distracted teen into a somewhat deeper state of thought. He thought of his friends, Saria, Mido (to an extent), even the Great Deku Tree. Perhaps, if he were lucky enough, he might reach a place in this Omniverse that might just be close enough to home for him to stay a while.
“Nrgh..” The Blond groaned, dragging himself out of his stupor, “Focus up.. Got a job to do.” he reassigned himself as he moved to take a step, only to find himself distracted once again by an oddity, beaming a multitude of colours beside his foot. The cube was translucent yet shining from blue, to yellow, to red, each colour mingling with the other to create a rainbow within itself. The cube housed an ever moving question mark, floating within the myriad of colours. The boy quirked a perplexed brow, he’d never seen such an item before and it left him ill at ease. What was it and why was it here? What could it hold and how could he find out? Link shrugged lightly and bent down to pick the fluorescent cube up. Upon touching the cube, it began to shrink rapidly, fitting into the palm of his hand rather snuggly. He sighed and stuffed the odd cube into his tunic, hiding it from view for the time being, perhaps this was the weapon the Spirit spoke of, but what good would a shining cube do in the face of adversity?
Regardless, and with his new found weapon in tow, Link set off at a determined pace towards the fallen city, following along decrepit cobblestoned road off into the distance. Whether or not the Hylian had any inkling as to who or what this Spirit was, something stirred within him, only furthering his urge to save the forsakens soul, perhaps it was the dull itch of an imminent adventure looming over the horizon or simply curiosity, Link found himself spurred on in this somewhat blind quest. The green-garbed hero lifted his chin towards the sky, grimacing at the sight of the ominous clouds that lingered above.
“Let’s just hope there’s no rain, huh?” He spoke outloud, to himself, inwardly scolding his idiocy as he once again realised he was very much alone on this crumbling path. “Oh.. the joys.”
A quiet sigh followed by a despondent shake of his head escaped the Hero, a vague grimace contorting across his features as he surveyed the area. He’d landed on a cobblestone road that lead off towards a derelict city, long since inhabited, overgrown and reclaimed by nature. It almost reminded him of home, the Temple hidden within the Kokiri Forest, for that matter. A wave of nostalgia swept across the Hylian, reminiscing on his former life as he scanned his immediate surroundings. A brief gust of wind rushed past the boy as he took stock, bringing with it a cool humidity, laced with the unforgettable smell of nature; the scent of the wet moss combined with the familiar smell of damp clay in the earth, coupled with the aroma of decaying wood and leaves. Unfortunately, for Link at least, this coerced the already distracted teen into a somewhat deeper state of thought. He thought of his friends, Saria, Mido (to an extent), even the Great Deku Tree. Perhaps, if he were lucky enough, he might reach a place in this Omniverse that might just be close enough to home for him to stay a while.
“Nrgh..” The Blond groaned, dragging himself out of his stupor, “Focus up.. Got a job to do.” he reassigned himself as he moved to take a step, only to find himself distracted once again by an oddity, beaming a multitude of colours beside his foot. The cube was translucent yet shining from blue, to yellow, to red, each colour mingling with the other to create a rainbow within itself. The cube housed an ever moving question mark, floating within the myriad of colours. The boy quirked a perplexed brow, he’d never seen such an item before and it left him ill at ease. What was it and why was it here? What could it hold and how could he find out? Link shrugged lightly and bent down to pick the fluorescent cube up. Upon touching the cube, it began to shrink rapidly, fitting into the palm of his hand rather snuggly. He sighed and stuffed the odd cube into his tunic, hiding it from view for the time being, perhaps this was the weapon the Spirit spoke of, but what good would a shining cube do in the face of adversity?
Regardless, and with his new found weapon in tow, Link set off at a determined pace towards the fallen city, following along decrepit cobblestoned road off into the distance. Whether or not the Hylian had any inkling as to who or what this Spirit was, something stirred within him, only furthering his urge to save the forsakens soul, perhaps it was the dull itch of an imminent adventure looming over the horizon or simply curiosity, Link found himself spurred on in this somewhat blind quest. The green-garbed hero lifted his chin towards the sky, grimacing at the sight of the ominous clouds that lingered above.
“Let’s just hope there’s no rain, huh?” He spoke outloud, to himself, inwardly scolding his idiocy as he once again realised he was very much alone on this crumbling path. “Oh.. the joys.”