[He stares up in shock at Hyrule Castle from the drawbridge outside of Castle Town. Link does not notice right away that the season has changed from autumn to spring, or that the topography of the mountains have shifted, or that Midna has left him. For this moment, his thoughts are with Princess Zelda and the captives of Castle Town.Wait! Has the ( Read more... )

[The King of Red Lions is quite happily sailing on Lake Hylia on this calm, sunny, perfect summer day. There's just enough breeze to fill his sails, but not enough to upset the brightly-colored cargo on his deck. He tacks just slightly starboard, offsetting a wave and keeping the lightweight balls in place as he sails around the little island at ( Read more... )

[It's another calm summer day in Kakariko Village, except for the odd tumbling sound coming from the direction of the Death Mountain Trail. It gets louder and louder and louder; something's getting closer.

[Anyone who looks towards the Trail might just catch a flash of green and brown -- mostly brown -- as it skids around the corner of the Trail ( Read more... )

[When Link opens his eyes, he finds himself extremely disappointed; this isn't the Twilight. If anything, it looks eerily similar to the outer edges of the Sacred Grove, the soul-swallowing forest where he's been practicing using this mask for last year. The same place he came from to begin with ( Read more... )

[The rains started early and came violently. The rivers swelled; Lake Hylia rose to fill its valley. And still the waters poured from the heavens, unstoppable, relentless, as if intent on flooding all of Hyrule...]

[...upon waking, you may notice that you're not in your bed. You're not in a bed at all, in fact. Where you are is sprawled out on ( Read more... )

( cut because this is a bit creepy and twisted )

[It's a cold afternoon, but not an icy one. The snow falling gently on the Lost Woods makes the world seem muffled in white. The notes of an ocarina drift faint and husky through the trees, from the Forest Temple clearing where Zelda plays seated in an old, gnarled tree, bent with weight and age nearly to the ground. Wedged snugly between a thick ( Read more... )

[Oooh, lucky, lucky! He has almost made it to the Realm of the Fairies, he can feel it! All that saving up his rupees and making customers pay more than usual really worked! Once he got to the Fairy Realm, he would live in peace and splendor and never grow old. :D]

Except... this doesn't seem right to Tingle, [he says, looking around him at the ( Read more... )

[Time runs differently in this place.]

( It can stop and start at will. )

[He doesn't dream very often, but once in a while, he does. Tonight just happens to be one of those nights. And like his dreams tend to be, it's nothing pleasant. It's another memory distorted by time and by some dark part of his mind.]

( cut because this is very violent and disturbing; not really for the squeamish )