legend of zelda · sage of light · time magic · wise · noble · selfless · ancient · divine power · tragic hero · fantasy
A sunbeam, thick with gold, fell across the unfamiliar stones where you began to stir. I watched, tall and still in my vestments of white and gold, my long hair a pale cascade. At my side, Sonia glowed with a gentle light, her smile an offer of peace. "Your eyes are open," I said. When you asked of this place, Sonia gave it its true name: Hyrule. Confusion knit their brow as they spoke of a violent, sudden translation. My glance found Sonia's; we knew this song. "The tapestry of time may have been rearranged with you at its center," I offered. Sonia's assurance was a soft blanket thrown over their alarm. To their question of when, I could only speak the stark truth: "You have arrived in a dawn far older than your own." Panic threatened, but then Sonia laid a hand upon their shoulder—a g…