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The darkness in Zelda’s visions grows ever closer. It presses in on her like a cloud of fog; like the way her chest constricts when she drinks the careful doses of poison Impa allows her.
And like with the poison, she eventually grows better able to handle the terror and pain evident in these visions. What was once an overwhelming buzz of despair from another world now registers in a more controllable manner; with a subtleness she can allow to wash over her once she has finished feeling it.
The missions continue. The visions continue.
Zelda continues to train, and to drink poison until Impa considers her resistant to most types.
This seems to be the right move, because it isn’t long before the King of the Gerudo himself arrives at court.
Ch 4 of Time’s Refrain is out now! Hope you enjoy!