"Eons ago, there was a strong tribe who dwelled in the shadows. The history of this kingdom's wrongs and of the malice of the very goddesses who created it. "Allow me to enlighten all of you of a history that spans back to before this land was even called Hyrule. "But before that," the sorceress spoke slowly and methodically, still not looking at any of them. Link and Zelda exchanged a brief, worried glance, wondering why Veran seemed so much calmer than she usually was. Veran's broad smile slowly faded as she placed her hands behind her back and closed her eyes, as if mulling over something. "That whoever holds the golden power in their hands, they shall have the power to rule over all… That when the pieces of Power, Wisdom and Courage are united, the gods will have no choice but to grant the desires of the one who wields them… At long last… the three shall become one once more…" "It has long been said…" she began distantly, as if she was not even talking to any of them but rather to the stone floor before her. She was silent for a moment as she turned a full, slow circle to glance upon all three of them before holding her final gaze on the uppermost corner of the room, between Link and Zelda's respective walls. In a flash of purple light, the sorceress materialized in the room, her hands on her hips and a triumphant grin on her dark lips. "They're resonating…" she hissed with satisfaction, confirming Link's suspicions. "Yes," she said wickedly before making her appearance. Briefly remembering back to the last time the three of them, the three holders of the Triforce had been in the same place, Link gained a vague idea of what was happening and why.īut before he could even say a word to Zelda about it, wild gales of Veran's cold laughter bounced around the walls of the triangular chamber. Glancing up, the hero noticed that his own mark was emitting a blinding light as well. But it was then that he noticed that the Triforce mark on the back of her hand was glowing golden, more so than he had ever seen it glow before. The back of his hand still stinging, Link nonetheless turned to Zelda to ask if she had been alright while he had been gone. So it was true Veran had found a way to break into the desert prison and capture the formidable Gerudo king after all, judging from the caked blood surrounding the large wound across his chest. ![]() Ignoring his own pain for a brief moment, Link shot a glance in that direction and scowled at the sight of his mostly unconscious former nemesis, Ganondorf, hanging from the bottommost wall in the same manner that he and Zelda hung. ![]() No less than a second later, Zelda's own cry followed, and then a deep, stifled grunt coming from the south side of the room. The hero opened his mouth to give her a consoling reply, but before his could, a sharp, somewhat familiar pain suddenly burned on the back of his left hand, causing him to cry out in pain. "Link…" Zelda whispered, her voice tight and fearful. What had she thought of his sudden disappearance? Did she believe that he had abandoned her? Had Veran told her anything at all? Zelda's blue eyes were filled with both relief and sorrow as she looked at him, fresh tears staining her cheeks. The princess' frightened voice shouted his name once again and this time, Link opened his eyes to see her, hanging on the wall to his left as she had days ago, before he left to go searching for the Fused Shadows. Something cold enclosed around both his wrists and the weight of his sword and shield was suddenly gone from his back. Zelda's voice, shocked, desperate and distraught, gasped out his name before his vision even cleared, echoing in the darkness surrounding him.
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