THE KNIGHT MOVED SILENTLY THROUGH THE MOONLIT ANCIENT RUINS. The air was cool and crisp, the stillness of the night broken only by the distant hoot of an owl. As he navigated the labyrinth of pathways, he eventually noticed a large open courtyard where vines twisted around old pillars, and the remnants of what might once have been a grand fountain lay at the center, now dry and cracked. They had told him that he may be able to find clues that helped him understand what had happened to her there. But where ?
He began examining the area though suddenly a chill ran down his spine. As if there was a palpabable energy there, an undercurrent of magic that made the hairs of the back of his neck stand on end. He had company. His hand instinctively moved to the hilt of his sword, drawing it out of its sheath and readying himself for anything that might come ❝ whoever you are I suggest you come out ❞ Link's voice broke the silence that had reigned up to that instant. And, despite his calm demeanor, there was an unmistakable edge to his words — a subtle warning.
@lenfaer liked for a small thing!
I mentioned before that I'm taking from the Asoiaf books the fact that you can't spend too much time in an animal's body and that, if you do, it will change yourself because you eventually lose your human conscience until you become the animal itself for the Hero of Twilight.
So, even if I will eventually make a longer post about this, know that in that verse Link will have sharper senses, teeth more similar to a wolf's, and a more impulsive side. Also, he'll be way more into hunting and hanging out in the forest than he normally is.
Not me having a theme for boys who are absolutely more mature than they should be for their age because of the tragic events they have had the bad luck of living.
“As you wish” was all he ever said to her. That day, she was amazed to discover that when he was saying “as you wish”, what he meant was “I love you”.
THE PRINCESS BRIDE — 1987, dir. Rob Reiner
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THE ONLY RESPONSE SHE GETS FROM HIM IS A SOFT SHAKE OF HIS HEAD, WHICH CAN ALSO BE SEEN AS A WORDLESS REFUSAL TO ACCEPT HER CONCERN. He doesn't see why it should be a problem, and proof of that is how, without a second thought, he leans forward to reach for one of the skewers, carefully plucking it from its place over the flames. Now that it's closer, he realizes how mouthwatering it looks even if it's far from the finest delicacy. He pauses for only a heartbeat, then turns toward her, extending the skewer before his stomach has the chance to make a sound ❝ Here, ❞ he says, the words soft but firm, not leaving room for any argument.
❝ it's fine, really ❞ his tone gentler now, reassuring. If he had offered her his food it was because he was willing to share — SIMPLE AS THAT. There are no expectations of getting anything in return, no hidden motives, just the wish to show the same generosity others had shown him when he had found himself in her shoes. Yet, Link can sense there's something more to her concern, a hesitation that goes beyond the food itself ❝ You'll have two and I'll take the other two ❞ he adds, his gaze steady, not once breaking. By dividing it equally, he hopes to ease her worries. To show her there's no reason to feel guilty for accepting or as though she is taking too much.
WITH PERMISSION, : SHE TOO STEPS CLOSER TO THE WARMTH OF THE FLAMES, their flickering light reflecting from the black &. golden armor upon her figure. ( observant had the molten golds been ; yet weapon was not reached for. neither did she summon her own in return. ) ... ❝ thank you, ❞ gratitude voiced by angelic tune, woven with warmth &. accompanied by a nod of her head. so, THE WARRIOR OF LIGHT takes seat upon the ground, this moment of rest welcomed. ethereal warrior she may be, but she too could tire. she simply forges through it. her skin unscathed, armor wields no marks upon it ; but that is only a testament to her skills &. strength, not of a fact that trouble was not encountered. ( for you always seem to find it, do you not, hero? )
ANOTHER LOOK TAKEN AROUND, : THE SPOT HE HAD CHOSEN TO CAMP UPON SECURE. but his voice broke through the short - lived silence, &. it prompted glowing hues to focus upon him ... from there, to the flames. this is where sarastus paused herself, before gaze lifts once more, ❝ have you eaten anything yourself? ❞ comes a query, though spoken with a neutrality, concern is embedded into it.
Thinking about which zelda games I could add to my verses and honestly I don't think it'll go beyond Skyward Sword (because, you know, kind of fun to explore the beginning of everything) and Wind Waker (with maybe a few changes and honestly for no other reason that it being one of my favourite games along with oot and tp)
Honestly I need more interactions here so...like this for a small thing from Link?
Important note that I don't think I have mentioned yet, while I know that Link is a child (like 10-12 years old) in some games, I won't rp him any younger than 17 as I simply do not feel comfortable with it.
However, what happens when he is young can be plotted between our muses so that it shapes their relationship, his actions with them, etc when he's older.
Just saw the new trailer for echoes of wisdom and let me just tell you that it's looking even better than it already did.
Btw I haven't mentioned it here yet but discord is available to mutuals to chat/plot. Just let me know if you're interested and I'll tell you what it is.
DARKNESS STRETCHING ENDLESSLY AROUND HIM, THAT WAS THE ONLY THING HE SAW; THE ONLY THING KEEPING HIM COMPANY. Until a sliver of light breaks through, telling him that the time had come to awake again. And so Link does. Consciousness slowly returns, and with it, a dull ache that creeps into his head, growing stronger with each passing second until he feels it's about to explode. His vision is also blurry, unfocused, but as his eyes begin to adjust, he sees. . .pink ?
He tries to sit up, yet his body refuses to cooperate, forcing the hero to remain lying down as he takes a careful look around before turning his attention back to @gainscient ❝ What happened ? ❞ the sharp wave of pain he had experienced just a second ago when he tried to move made the cause of it hard to forget — he had been fighting monsters. What came after. . .that was the confusing part. So much, in fact, that he wasn't sure what it was or if it had even been real in the first place. And to make things even stranger, he doesn't remember anyone else being nearby and everything looked different from where he finds himself now ❝ Where am I ? ❞