#wisdomprayed

watership down

IN  HERE,  far  away  from  prying  eyes,  she  could  unravel.   A  flower  whose  stem  bled,  broken,  each  petal  shattered  without  a  means  of  mend.   Our  hero’s  silence  bolstered,  never  faltering.  It  weren’t  his  place  to  hushabye  her  pain,  to  alleviate  what  burden  her  cross  gave;  that  being  his  weakness.   Palm  curled  into  a  fist,  clenching  from  sheer  frustration  of  being  utterly  useless  at  a  time  like  this.   What  good  was  a knight,  who  essentially,  couldn’t  keep  his  Princess  out  of  harm’s  way ??  

Aquatic  eyes  gazed  aside,  brimming  with  inner  turmoil.  It  was  then,  if  merely  by  fate,  a  silent  princess  bloomed  beneath  an  incandescent  silver  moonlight.   Link  gazed,  capturing  an  idea;  leaning  forth  &  pinching  an  index  &  thumb,  by  the  stem  the  flower  had  been  plucked.    If  something  could  take  her  troubles away,  it  would  be  this  flower’s  beauty  for  it  mirrored  her  own.    A  princess  of  a  kingdom  so  large  could  not  falter,  as  neither  could  her  knight  when  dark  times  arrived.  

“I’m sorry, what?”

Quite often, if not all the time, the princess caught herself wondering what was on her knight’s mind. Always so calm and collected, reserved, even, he was practically impossible to figure out. Even now, looking him right in the eye, Zelda couldn’t seem to break through that facade of his. Was he serious? Or was he mocking her? She could only take guesses and, perhaps, never find the answer to her question even if she asked him directly.

Thus, the young woman remained silent for a good while and only stared at Link, her bright green eyes narrowed in confusion, clearly indicating that she was at a loss for words and had little to no idea if she was meant to take his question with a smile or a grain of salt. That was when a rather intrusive thought began to take shape — a bold assumption, that, however, managed to put the girl in a mildly belligerent state of mind. Oh, how easily she jumped to conclusions when it came to her silent knight!

“Are you, by any chance, making fun of my eating habits?”

PERHAPS  HE  WAS ??   Not  that  he’d  confess,  choosing  to  feign  ignorance.  Her  stoic,  bewildered,  if  not  at  times,  rude  temperament  compensated  our  hero’s  efforts.  Zelda’s  expressions  could  be  seen  as  one  in-a-thousand,  he  simply  had  to  evoke  them.   She  relied  far  too  much  on  logic,  giving  no  breathing  space  to  her  heart.   Perhaps  making  part  of  the royal  family  was  a  nuisance,  he  didn’t know.  

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Love,  friendship, hate;  here  you  have it,   this dynamic  is  called  Triforce.   Characters  wielding  Triforce  are  capable  to  break  past  their  limits,  reaching  new  dynamics  never  seen  before !

TODAY  WAS  A  DAY  OF  RECKONING,  a  day  of  selection.   Knights  across  Hyrule  gathered, here,  inside  the  palace’s  battlegrounds.  One  amongst  would  be  appointed  champion,  but,  all  had  to fight  to  a  gruesome  fate.   Our  silenced  apprentice  stood  in-between  man  of  various  sizes,  each wielding  wooden  weapons  of  different  calibre.   If  he  could  follow  his  father’s  instructions,  then  perhaps,  JUST  PERHAPS  he’d  be  able  to  make  his  family  proud  by  excelling  each  combatant