Light in the darkness

[hylianxsheikah]

[Zelda peers out the window of the laboratory on the shores of Lake Hylia, looking to see if the rain has slowed. It's pouring down as hard as ever, and the sparsely furnished laboratory is feeling damper and chillier by the moment. She sighs and turns away from the window, resigning herself to spending the night here. At least there's a stack of dry kindling for the fire; she gathers some into the hearth, along with some dried leaves and refuse that had littered the floor, and crouches before it to methodically spark flint. She isn't very skilled at it, but she has persistence on her side, and at last manages to get a small fire going.]

[The weather is turning colder; she can feel the chill in the air even on sunny days. She draws the cloak closer around herself as she hunches before the fire, shivering and very much aware of the precious burdens she carries in a small pouch on her girdle. If there are visitors tonight, drawn to the laboratory by the glow of her fire, she hopes they are friends.]