@scarfbond
ganondorf has seen enough war to last him for eternity, yet he still seeks it out. he knows the confusion that comes with being chosen, with wielding that blade, with following divine instruction.
this hero has an army with him. much-needed support, yes, but he still wishes to talk to the young man, the boy about what is to come.
--he debates it for some time. he knows the calamity takes his form in this world.
he waits until nightfall. until the rest of the soldiers are asleep in their tents. he wears a cloak to hide himself, though he’s unarmed, and slips into the tent belonging to the hero. he holds his hands up, all too used to weapons being used on him before he can speak.
“Please, don’t be startled.”
