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A LEGEND OF ZELDA ROLEPLAY
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Post by Zelda Hyrule on Jan 31, 2018 0:38:47 GMT -5
Something was calling her forward. It stops. It repeats. She wakes up. [break][break] Zelda's eyes open in a flash, and suddenly she isn't tired anymore. Despite her lack of rest since waking up, she found it hard to drift off by the end of the day. She was awake a long time in the dark--for two hours, thinking and not thinking, in that barren state which is not sleep, nor yet full wakefulness, and which is a painful strain. [break][break] But she couldn't stop thinking about it. The dream that called her name. A shadow in the light. A light in the darkness. Intertwined, they collided and separated. It was an instance of grace and chaos. Of sisters. [break][break] She needed to clear her head. Rather than alarming her attendants, she dismissed herself quietly and without notice, an unlit lantern in hand as she began to leave the premesis completely. [break][break] The woods was surely a lovely place to clear their mind, was it not? She had traveled their trails many times enough to memorize a way to come home. She didn't even want to go that far anyways. [break][break] Lighting the lantern the moment she was out of sight from the heroes, she trecked through the winding forest trail that was illuminated by the glow of the moon and its sprite-like company. [break][break] Surely she would find somewhere to take a moment to herself.
The nights in Hyrule were her favorite, where she could close her eyes and take in the quiet air of dusk and twilight and imagine she was back home. Among her people, in a place of familiarity. And nowhere in Hyrule more closely matched the atmosphere than the Lost Woods. The air of old magic, not quite stilled, filled with mischievous spirits and the natural creatures who lived in these woods; Midna felt almost safe for the first time since those men entered her throne room.
And with the lack of movement of others throughout these woods, Midna had made her new home in the forest. In the days she'd been here, she had stumbled upon the camp that held her survival. The hidden Heroes, safely camped away. She hadn't dared to try and make it in, no, instead Midna kept the knowledge and moved deeper into the woods in order to hide out, and wait for the right chance to approach those she had once called friends.
Tonight though, Midna had found herself wandering, breathing in the cool night air. Her head had been spinning, memories of the Twilight Realm, thoughts on what could be happening while she was stuck here. If her people believed she was dead or had abandoned them. She wasn't sure which one was worse. So she paced, keeping to the shadows in the trees, alternating between staring at the moon above and remaking how different it was from home, or at the ground below so she knows her way.
I can find my way through these haunted woods, but not my way home. Quite the monarch you are, Midna.
For several moments, Midna simply stares around the woods, wandering silently when she catches a glimpse of light. Stopping in her tracks, she slips backwards into the shadows of a tree, watching the gentle swinging of a lantern move between the trees, held by a familiar yet so completely different figure.
Zelda? Midna stares, watching the reincarnation of her friend, and focusing on the moving figure Midna summons the power inside her, slipping between the folds of the realm using the twilight Midna wraps the shadows around herself and teleports herself some feet away from Zelda, still in the shadow. Slowly she slips out of them, approaching her old friend.
"Zelda? Is that truly you?" Standing so close to her, Midna can feel the familiarity, even as she notes the differences. "It has been quite a long time, friend. It is me, Midna," she smiles softly, looking at Zelda with hope.
Post by Zelda Hyrule on Feb 2, 2018 1:02:04 GMT -5
[music]http://k003.kiwi6.com/hotlink/j1x2jsqd92/Ori_and_the_Blind_Forest_OST_-_04_-_The_Blinded_Forest.mp3[/music] [break][break] Exhaustion fell over the young woman, her lids heavy as she slid to a tree and leaned against it for support. The grief was settling in again, and she could feel the bile moving to the back of her throat as she thought about their situation once more. [break][break] She was going to kill Eleazar for what he did. [break][break] No one was around, and for once she could dispel herself from her automaton facade. She squeaked as a breath narrowly escaped from her constricted throat, her chest tightening into shallow breaths. She tried to fight the urge to scream, but the frustration of everything - her sister, her lossed men, Elinkar, and Eleazar - began to build up like vomit. [break][break] Before she could let it go, she was alarmed by the sound of a woman's voice. She froze in place, she felt the shadow of a person approach abruptly, and suddenly they were inches separated. [break][break] She flung the lantern forward in front of her to create a defensive distance as she jolted backwards in surprise. Who was she? Why was she so tall? Where did she come from? [break][break] Her words had flown over her head, unable to absorb most of the information from it because of the adrenaline pumping. She only heard the name Midna. [break][break] Midna? Why did that sound so familiar? Had she heard it before? Was she an ally? She took a better look at her appearance, taking note of the unnaturally glowy skin and fiery hair. [break][break] She was a twili. Did they know any twili? The only one she had ever met was sided with the false King. [break][break] Midna. [break][break] The name felt somewhat calming to hear, as if something was telling her it was safe. She closed her eyes, looking deep into her memories to try and find... [break][break] Nothing. [break][break] Her eyes opened and she felt her heart drop into her stomach. [break][break] There was nothing left of her former incarnations in her memories. It was all trapped in that mask. [break][break] "Midna..." she said softly, as though saying it would stir any form of thought. "I don't remember... I can't." [break][break] Her face became blank and drained of color. She suddenly felt a void in her being, as though something crucial was missing from her omnitude. It hurts... [break][break] She felt fatigued again - like when she had just returned from the sacred realm before passing out for weeks. But this time it's different. As though trying to dig into her ability to recover the past was too unstable to recollect, and her body wasn't capable of processing that kind of power anymore. [break][break] Her hand moved up and lightly cusped the top of her head. She rubbed it for a moment and tried to regain her energy. Something was off - it wasn't just her ability to remember that was throwing off her equilibrium - it was the woman. Midna - a memory of her past in flesh, and it was offsetting. She felt nauseous. [break][break] "I need help," she spat out suddenly, dropping to her knees as her vision trailed and blurred. "I NEED HELP!" She screamed in agony. Her chest throbbed in, as though it was being pulled into her center - she couldn't breathe.
The confession on the part of the princess didn't surprise her. Though Midna's face takes a sorrowful expression, she had expected as much. This Zelda and her friend were different people, even if fate demanded they be intertwined forever. Though the fear on the young woman's face also sent another painful wave through Midna.
What had Zelda gone through?
"I understand, it has been quite some time," Midna speaks gently, shielding her eyes from the brightness of the lantern hanging in front of her. Midna sees the exhaustion on Zelda's face and she wonders if her own resembles it. The Twili woman had spent so long wandering through these woods and away from her home, she was starting to lose hope again. The appearance of Zelda had blossomed something near dead. But with the confession with no memory, it wasn't for long.
Both women's face no doubt were mirrored, exhaustion, fatigue, sorrow. Both had lost so much lately, and while Midna knew for certainty she needed Zelda and the Hero, she had no clue if they would need her the same.
Midna remembers the last time she was in this realm, when Midna had been given a gift from the princess. A piece of her that allowed Midna to freely walk in the light realm without harm. Zelda had saved her life then, and Midna owed her deeply. She was never able to repay the debt to her friend, but she had been given another opportunity in this Zelda.
What happened next started in slow motion for Midna, and then the world seemed to speed back up and stun her. Zelda, simply dropped. And then she screamed. Midna fell with the princess, reaching out to grab her arms and keep her upright and slow her fall. Both women now had their knees in the dirt, and Midna stared at Zelda in surprise.
"Zelda, what's wrong? Let me help you," Midna breathes, clutching at the young princess in fear. "I'm your friend, tell me what I can do."
Post by Zelda Hyrule on Feb 7, 2018 1:24:50 GMT -5
The twili fell with the queen as her knees became weak. She breathed raggedly, trying to suppress the sudden onset of pain she felt, looking up into the eyes of the woman in front of her. Why did it hurt so much? [break][break] It was like putting a puzzle together, but missin the final piece. The shape was clear, but it wasn't among the options. She knew what it was, but it didn't exist. [break][break] As if someone had tampered with her memory and took away an element she knew used to belong there. Her thouch was warm, not like that of a usual twili - or so she assumed. She had never been this close to one, and the feeling of her flesh was not what she expected. [break][break] "Please help me back to camp," she breathed out helplessly. She had to try not to think about it. She had to ignore what she was trying to piece together. Maybe then it would stop hurting. [break][break] This woman was a stranger. She had to pretend they never met... for a little while at least. Maybe there was a way to prevent this from happening! Maybe she could suppress it! [break][break] Now was not the time to worry about that. Trying to pull herself up from the ground, she breathed out sharply before lifting up the lantern. She tried to ignore it, but her face was crimson in its subdue. [break][break] "It's this way," she moved her hand to motion in the direction.
Help. Midna could help. She stands slowly with Zelda, keeping the blonde in her arms as she helps her stand. The princess can only assume that her presence had done this to her friend and the sour bubble of guilt begins to bloom in her chest. She has to breathe deeply, before the feeling truly takes root and she abandons the one woman in this realm that could possibly help her. And she doesn't even know who she is.
There is something missing, but I cannot figure out what it is, or how to find it. Midna thinks to herself, looking in the direction of where Zelda points her lantern and begins to help guide her in the direction of their camp.
"I am sorry if my presence has caused this, I spent quite some time debating on finding you. Please, tell me what I can do to assist you," Midna whispers, staring past the lantern light and into the shadowy trees ahead. She could see rather fine without the light, and what moonlight leaked through the canopy helped. Midna simply let Zelda use her lantern to guide their way.
Midna walks briskly, but tries to keep pace for Zelda. "I understand that to you, I'm a stranger. But it had been my hope that we could solve that, and find a way to solve the problem we share. Our kingdoms lost to us."
Here in this realm, Midna could feel that bead of light she kept inside her for so many years. It had been quite some time that she had even thought about it more than in passing, when she missed this realm and its occupants. But here, it was no doubt what allowed her to fit in this realm so smoothly despite her Twili appearance and capabilities. And it was why she could traverse rather easily in the sunlight of this realm, even if she preferred the shadows.
But here, right now. The shadows comforted Midna as she led her old friend through the darkness of the woods to her camp. Anxiously curious to see what those there would say about her appearance supporting their queen, who had no doubt snuck out after dark.
Post by Zelda Hyrule on Mar 21, 2018 8:10:48 GMT -5
Something separates me from other people
Everywhere I turn
There's something blocking my escape
She winced for a moment, but the pain became natural for the heiress as she moved in sync with the Twili. She wished she could remember who she was or why she had come. She wished it was that easy, but it was as though pieces of her memorys had fragmented into absence.
She had apologized for causing this pain, but Zelda didn't want to believe it was truly from her presence. "It's okay. I'll be okay. I just need to get back to camp..." she assured her. Perhaps there, she'd be able to see the doctor.
The two of them walked with haste--or well, as much haste as they could. The camp came into the distance, and Zelda felt relief wash over her as guards had came to approach them quickly. "I need a doctor--please give our friend anything she needs. She helped me," Zelda explained as she took the hand of the guard.
Slowly the two of them were led toward a pavillion where several cots were laid out, many with soldiers who were still injured from the battle at Symmetry City. Taking a seat at one of her own, the doctor approached quickly.
She had no idea what was wrong. Physically, she seemed fairly healthy, especially for just waking up after two weeks of being rendered unconscious. But now? She wasn't sure what it was. The pain came and gone, but when it came, it was like a thousand needles digging into her chest.
"I'm... not sure what it is," the doctor admitted. "You're fine. Completely healthy, but your body is fighting itself, as if you've put something foreign in it."
He thought for a moment, and so did Zelda. What could she have done that would have caused her body to have such a reaction like this? Could it have been the air from the Sacred Realm? Or putting on the Hylia Mask? Oh. Her heart sunk, and immediately she remembered.
"I know what it is," she admitted carefully, looking down shamefully. "No one can know. Both of you must promise to keep your word," she sighed. "I gave up my grace to open the Sacred Realm and bring Link back. I put it there in his place. So now, my soul is normal. No Hylia magic. The cycle is broken."
Midna nodded along with what Zelda said, slowly they made their way to her camp. Her eyes seeing through the dark clearly as she tried to keep her pace up and avoid the uneven terrain of the woods, trying not to jar Zelda and hurt her anymore than she was hurting. Hundreds of years of life, and it had only been a few moments in it that she felt the sheer amount of anxiety and guilt that she felt now. Her friend, and her last hope needed help.
When the camp came into view, Midna sighed in relief, watching as guards approached them. She regarded them and they regarded her for a single moment before Zelda became the priority once more. "Get her help, now." she told them, eyes following them warily as they were lead out to a pavillion, a medic's pavillion.
Midna helped Zelda sit on one of the free cots, and she stole a glance at the injured men and women around them. This was what they were facing, a war that was slowly taking lives.
Healthy? Midna silently thought to herself, looking over Zelda. She was no healer, her magic was purely that of arcane will and ability bestowed through her lineage. She had never studied healing, could not tell sickness until it was consumin someone. But she had watched Zelda collapse, it was not the sign of someone healthy.
"I watched her fall, and I may not be a healer, but if it is not an ailment of the physical variety, what of the soul?" she asked, looking at Zelda curiously. She watched the queen bow her head and admit in shame to what Midna could only suspect and wonder about.
Of all things, her grace was gone. Link, trapped in the Sacred Realm. She'd had no idea, how could she? She had been in her own realm and facing the resurrgance of her own demons. "You have my word." Midna affirms, lapsing into silence right after.
What Midna knows of Hylia, this realms divine goddess, and of Zelda and Link's cycle of reincarnation is what she learned her first time in this realm. She still did not have all the details, but she understood one critical piece of what Zelda said. She had lost her grace, the very thing that tied her to the Light and to the goddess. But all those centuries ago, another Zelda had given a piece of herself to save Midna, and she had spent the time since looking to repay that debt. Now she could.
"You do not remember me, not the way I remember you, Zelda. But once, another lifetime ago, you gave a piece of yourself to save me. I never quite repaid you for that debt." she took a deep breath and exhaled softly. "I don't claim to understand what happened, not in the sense that you may, but I am offering you whatever aid I can provide."
Post by Zelda Hyrule on Mar 26, 2018 9:33:33 GMT -5
Something separates me from other people
Everywhere I turn
There's something blocking my escape
"A piece of myself...?" Zelda inquired for a moment as she tried to remember these moments of history. There was nothing in her texts - not even the journals of her past selves that even mentioned that she sacrificed parts of her soul to save Midna. Could this really be true?
She knew now that this was, indeed, the Twilight Princess that she had heard so much about from that era of time. She could feel it, and because of that feeling, she was in pain. The attempts of grasping those memories of her past self put her body through an attack on its own anatomy; as though her soul was trying to do more than it was capable of.
"Link can't know," she looked at Midna desperately. "He'd blame himself if he saw me like this. I don't regret what I did. Even if I defied the very laws of nature I wouldn't take it back. Hyrule needs its hero."
She thought further on what Midna had mentioned about that piece of herself, and pondered on if it would truly work to put it back within herself. Was the piece big enough to save her? Or just tide her over until she could find the mask?
She needed the mask.
She felt panic serge through her as she tried to think of how she was going to get it back. The master sword was broken. The sacred stones were given back to their respective keepers. There was no true way of entering the Sacred Realm anymore, which meant that her mask was compromised for the moment.
"Link needs to reforge the sword. I'm not well right now, but I'm counting on this guild to ensure that he meets that expectation. I can sense that you hold deep sentiment for the hero, and I'd like to request your aid in making sure he obtains this goal, should this magic not work."
The look in Zelda's eyes nearly broke Midna's heart. She saw the desperation the young queen had, and the panic that flooded her system and Midna remembers all too well those same emotions in her own face. Twice now. Zelda had lived countless times in which her kingdom nearly fell and once again here the young woman was. And now without her goddess-given grace.
She chews on her lip, debating the idea of promising to not tell Link. He should know, but Midna could see that these were difficult times. If Link truly had his other efforts to focus on, this could distract him. And that was the last thing the Heroes needed. "I will stay silent when it comes to your ailment, as long as you promise to allow me to help you. I know little of the details about your Realm of Light, but if this magical piece could possibly save you I will force it into you if I must." she smiles softly at Zelda, trying to find a way that they can even pull the piece of grace from herself and give it to Zelda.
Zelda's request for Midna to aid Link didn't surprise her, but the way Zelda says she recognizes fondness sends what could be considered a blush to Midna's cheeks. Her normally pale grey skin darkening some from the comment. "I was once quite good friends with him, yes but like yourself, he is not the same Link I once knew and I'm quite aware of such. But I will aid him regardless, in the hopes that we three will once again remain close friends."
"First, you must tell me what you need. How shall we stall this ailment of your soul?"
Post by Zelda Hyrule on Oct 31, 2018 0:49:12 GMT -5
Something separates me from other people
Everywhere I turn
There's something blocking my escape
The princess closed her eyes, sighing as she thought further on what exactly could be done to help prevent her demise. If there really was a piece of herself inside of Midna... could it be her ancestor had sacrificed some of her grace to save Midna?
"The grace," she murmured. "You say my former self sacrificed it to you?"
That was the only way. If not all of her grace, some would suffice for now. At least, she hoped so. She tremored for a moment as she tried to find the balance to stay upright, but her muscles became heavier and heavier.
"I believe that's the only way. Temporarily at most, but enough to give me time."
She reached her hand up in an attempt to grab at the light. The light that dimly lit where the Triforce once merged at the base of her hand. She sighed, using any and all power she had left to do a light transfer spell.
Minda nodded along with Zelda's thinking. "Yes, some time ago when I last visited this realm I was dying and she--you--risked yourself to help me. I've never had the chance to repay that debt I owe, and what better way than giving back what rightfully belongs to you? I am no longer cursed by the usurper Zant, I believe I shall be quite fine." she says, smiling softly again at the queen.
The Twili woman watches enraptured at the spell Zelda tries, nearly trying to convince her to save her strength, but it seemed as if it was now or never for Zelda. Clearly what they had was borrowed time, and they could only hope they could steal some more for her and Link.
"It's better than trying nothing," Midna affirms and focuses on what she once felt like a flighty bug sitting in her chest that piece of the Light Realm she had been bestowed and had kept with her for so long. She briefly wonders if its warmth will fade and she, like many of the Twili will once again be forced to keep to the shadows out of comfort, away from the sun. With a deep breath, she wills that light inside of her to the surface and takes Zelda's hand firmly.