[Glass shatters in the background, a melodious smash, almost musical. There is the hum of magic, the thrum of an arrow. Someone can be heard barking an order at another in a foreign language, a sword cutting through the air as though through silk ( Read more... )

Another of these attacks draws close, it seems... The posters, the chalk... And the last time was when the direwolves were newly found, was it not? I recall them trying to take them before ( Read more... )

Genesis, sir? May I speak with you?

Part of my dream has revealed itself. I have no doubt now that it holds prophecy in it, and not a fair one.

Sheik... Will be back with us tonight, I believe.

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For any of you in need of something to do, or with time to spare, I ask your aid in restoring another block of houses. By winter I wish us to have ample space, and time is short ( Read more... )

[There is a raw, hollow ring to Zelda's voice, as though she's been weeping a great deal. It's an oddly haunted sound, sounding both bone dry and on the verge of tears again, and the plea is obvious.Your Grace, Ihy, forgive me, but I wish to make another request of you ( Read more... )

[Her voice is almost strangled, desperate to cling to its usual steeled calm. She cannot mask the shrill note of fear in it, however.]

Link?

Link, do you feel it? It's glowing.

He's here.

It has to - has to be this place. This is just marking his appearance. But I -

Link, I need you.

Is everyone alright?

I fear these things usually precede danger...

Or perhaps it is connected to those keys. I seem to have acquired one, though I cannot recall how. Doubtless that is the way of it...

Has anyone found or been through the door?

We move now.

Angeal, Cloud, Leon, Ada, Genesis, Brienne, Jaime.

From the fountain, if you will.