EMO :'(
[There was a difference.
There was a difference between the regular shadows that lurked throughout Hyrule and the ones beneath Kakariko Village. The darkness beneath the little milling village was potent with hatred and other nameless dark emotions. It was the concentration of several generations worth of suffering, sealed deep within the well and the Graveyard.
Things grew out of a darkness like that. They could be called nothing but that: things. Any other name was too giving.
He'd found the hateful nature of the darkness in Kakariko much more well suited to his temperament than the eerie serenity of the Water Temple. Before he hadn't been aware of anger, but it was the only emotion he seemed to harbor lately. There was much about Hyrule that he detested.
And so, he'd spent the last hour under the cover of night attempting to remove the seal that had been placed on the well during the first tax battle. Not for the sake of releasing the horrors within to cause the town harm- don't flatter yourselves, Hylian pigs- he was indifferent to them as long as they were too numerous to do anything about. Instead, it was to get a good look around the inside of the well. So far, nothing he'd done - physical or magical - seemed to be making much of a difference. The seal was strong. Whoever had placed it had been well prepared.
But he was nothing at all, if not determined.]
There was a difference between the regular shadows that lurked throughout Hyrule and the ones beneath Kakariko Village. The darkness beneath the little milling village was potent with hatred and other nameless dark emotions. It was the concentration of several generations worth of suffering, sealed deep within the well and the Graveyard.
Things grew out of a darkness like that. They could be called nothing but that: things. Any other name was too giving.
He'd found the hateful nature of the darkness in Kakariko much more well suited to his temperament than the eerie serenity of the Water Temple. Before he hadn't been aware of anger, but it was the only emotion he seemed to harbor lately. There was much about Hyrule that he detested.
And so, he'd spent the last hour under the cover of night attempting to remove the seal that had been placed on the well during the first tax battle. Not for the sake of releasing the horrors within to cause the town harm- don't flatter yourselves, Hylian pigs- he was indifferent to them as long as they were too numerous to do anything about. Instead, it was to get a good look around the inside of the well. So far, nothing he'd done - physical or magical - seemed to be making much of a difference. The seal was strong. Whoever had placed it had been well prepared.
But he was nothing at all, if not determined.]