Legend of Zelda Wild Deities Part 1Part One - Falling To the Green LandLegend of Zelda Wild Deities Part 1 by LittlewriterLink
There was a beauty in his blood, a smile in his constant frowned over face, a light in his piercing dark eyes and a sweet tone in his otherwise sour demeanour. Oni was his name, a God that lived in everything just as the three Goddess; Din, Nayru and Farore did, as well as the white Goddess Hylia.
When the earth was created there was something stirring within his war torn mind, it was peaceful, like emerald knolls over a river. Oni had two names; Oni and the Fierce Deity. He was feared and loved, the more he was feared, the more ominous and rage filled he would become in his home in the clouds, the more he was loved, the calmer and quieter he would be.
He would spend many a day flying unseen in the clouds, his sword, a double helix blade made of green of the ground and blue of the sky could cause lands to crack, rivers to flood, mountains to fall, wind to spin and dry the very earth beneath the sky at his will. And yet, he could allow crops to flour
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Yes I know its a 6 year old game but still, loads of people haven't played it because it's underated so; this is wise I think.
The wind whistled, the only sound that could be heard for miles around as the evening drew near. The sky was stained a deep red the colour of blood and the clouds were dotted around, each one a dark purple, crackling lightning within their lining. Link felt his aching body flop on something hard, most likely the floor, and spread out, he was so tired.
His body had been broken, battered and bruised over a period of months, the days had started fairly easy, the occasional cut and red faced slap, but then stronger foes would appear, their power overwhelming his own and forcing him to stand his ground while cradling the part of him that pained. There would be a sigh of relief when he could drop his sword and fall down into a stress free slumber, he didn’t really care where he fell and he would never feel the pain
Remember The Paradox. Majora's MaskIt was cold and the storms were thick and strong on the quiet land. The sky above did not want to quit gusting the land with wind or throwing out snow of the clouds; winter had been tough on Hyrule as it always was; however, they made the most of the season, families coming together to tell stories and play games in front of the roaring fire, forgetting about the penniless and the ones who had nothing for that time of year. A young girl, no older than ten crossed Hyrule Field through the night; the snow was falling hard had made sight difficult; though she shouted for her father as loud as her lungs would let her; her voice would not carry over the dunes of snow and ice covered trees. She was frozen solid and tired with walking through the knee deep snow and soon began to yawn, fighting with her wet clothes to stay warm. She swallowed hard and continued to walk, her hood ripping off her cloak and being blown away to let loose fiery orange hair; the wind blew back in her face; forcing hRemember The Paradox. Majora's Mask by LittlewriterLink
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Excusing himself to go to the toilet was all the excuses he needed to go outside, Link was writing mountains of paper work so merely watched him go, and with that, Ghirahim rushed straight to the forest, the trees acting like a huge umbrella over him. That is till he heard his name.
“Ghirahim! What are you doing here?!” screamed Hylia her clothes soaked through as if she had been waiting for him to enter “I ordered you to remain in the camp!”
“But, nothing’s happened. Dad is really close, I’m sure he’d hear me shout if I got in trouble.” Ghirahim giggled brushing his wet hair out of his eyes; Hylia crouched beside him and held his shoulder, her grip hard.
"Let him hear you.” she snarled a forked tongue creeping over her lips. Ghirahim squealed and kicked against the woman’s tightening grip as a true body, one of evil was hidden behind the skin, a male. Demise.
“Let me go!” Ghirahim wailed biting Demise’