Jan. 14th, 2017

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[They are under attack. These creatures, perhaps benign, have turned on them now. Whatever their reasons, Zelda knows there are too many people here who need protection. There are too many who cannot defend themselves.

So she makes a choice. Her barriers can't be held for long or for large spaces as things are now. But everyone here needs to be safe. They need time. If they're going to find a solution, she needs to give them that.

She contacts those she trusts most here. They, she knows, will stand by her and support her. They understand seals. She asks them to help her. She explains the cost.

At midday, when the sun hangs balanced in the sky, they come to the island and stop at one of those places where magic is most concentrated. Zelda wears the white robes of ceremony, folds her hands before her. She looks over to her companions, calm with Hylia's wisdom of what must be done.]


Thank you for doing this with me. Are you ready?