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Legend Of Zelda A Flame's Theft Chapter 1
Chapter One – A Night’s Work
An owl’s hoot disturbed the silence of the castle guard. The armoured soldiers marched along the stone walls, their tired eyes peering through windows in the brick for any intruders trying to cross the rapid water that was flowing through the moat into town. The night had been quiet and relatively peaceful even the stars twinkled like little nightlights in the clear skies above. The peace was only to be disturbed by an orange glow coming close to a giant drawbridge that was raised up for the night, through the dark and abandoned streets, clear of the townspeople.
“Halt!” a guard shouted pushing his hand out at the carrier of the orange glow “What business do you have in the field at this hour?”
The carrier of the glow said nothing; they only placed a small iron lantern on the cobblestone in remark.
“I ask again, state your business!” the guard growled coming towards the stranger. The stranger was a boy,
The Legend of Zelda - Majora's MaskChapter 1
The legends tell about a boy, who had a power to travel trough the time. About the boy, who once saved the kingdom of Hyrule risking his own life and returned to his own time after missing seven long years from his childhood. Now this boy, is starting on a new personal journey to find his friend he lost some time ago.
The young boy, who didn't look like a hero a bit was called as Link...
The boy in a green hat and a tunic had rode for a good time already looking for his friend. He also carried a sword and a shield with him. They made him feel more safety. The forest was pretty dark and massed so it was not a surprise, that the friend was still missing. Link sighed. Navi, where are you? Are you even here?
Suddenly the boy heard a tinkling voice and he turned his face to it.
From the forest had flew two little shining fairies. A yellow and a purple one. Link shook his head. No, those were some other fairies. Navi was light blue so Link didn't pay any more attention for
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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