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Princess' Shade | WW-era Hyrule Castle
[This is but one of the legends of which the people speak...
Long ago, a princess tried desperately to save her kingdom and make those who mattered most to her happy. She failed, ultimately, and disappeared into obscurity along with the remains of her precious kingdom.
The remains of which you have found yourself in.
Deep beneath the waves of the Great Sea, the Kingdom of Hyrule lies in stasis, untouched by time or the ocean bearing down upon it. The grand castle the princess of legend built stands absolutely still and quiet, surrounded by a barrier of unknown origin, cutting it off even from the rest of the sunken land.
The interior of the castle is no less solemn, with fallen pillars and broken banisters as evidence of the ancient battle that led to the country's sealing. Yet a statue still stands tall and inspiring in the hall's center, framed by portraits of the old kingdom's ruling family on either side. But the battle is over, and the world silent and unmoving.
Except, perhaps, if you catch the ghostly melody echoing within the castle's stone walls. But then again, perhaps you are only hearing things. For all intents and purposes, this place is abandoned.]
Long ago, a princess tried desperately to save her kingdom and make those who mattered most to her happy. She failed, ultimately, and disappeared into obscurity along with the remains of her precious kingdom.
The remains of which you have found yourself in.
Deep beneath the waves of the Great Sea, the Kingdom of Hyrule lies in stasis, untouched by time or the ocean bearing down upon it. The grand castle the princess of legend built stands absolutely still and quiet, surrounded by a barrier of unknown origin, cutting it off even from the rest of the sunken land.
The interior of the castle is no less solemn, with fallen pillars and broken banisters as evidence of the ancient battle that led to the country's sealing. Yet a statue still stands tall and inspiring in the hall's center, framed by portraits of the old kingdom's ruling family on either side. But the battle is over, and the world silent and unmoving.
Except, perhaps, if you catch the ghostly melody echoing within the castle's stone walls. But then again, perhaps you are only hearing things. For all intents and purposes, this place is abandoned.]
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["Now... we're the only ones who can save Hyrule!"
"Give the Ocarina to me. As a Sage, I can return you to your original time with it."
Echoes of who she once was long, long ago ring in her memories, never forgotten.]
If you cannot come to terms with that, then you will do nothing but flounder in the present.
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He knows that all too well. That's the very thing he wishes weren't true. ]
And what if I wasn't the one who did those actions?
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You speak of wishing to remember your past, yet deny any attachment to it when prompted.
[She doesn't answer the question, of course - this is something the boy must figure out on his own. She will serve to make him aware of his conflict, however.]
There is far greater dissonance within you than mere forgetfulness.
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This is a dream. So there's no harm in telling this--
It's then that he finally takes a look at who's standing beside him.
An apparition.
One who reminds him of... ]
...I am the mortal incarnation of the goddess, Hylia.
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[What, was he expecting her to be surprised? After everything she's seen and done?]
Do you truly lay full claim to that title?
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I have no other choice.
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Why do you not forget?
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[Sorry, Link, you're speaking to a ghost about death. You might not get what you want to hear.
Then again, a repetition of the question might not be what you want to hear either.]
Why do you not forget?
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[She does not give as much away, but this boy... reminds her of who she once was, somewhat. Consumed by a sense of duty. Forever in conflict with the pain and desire that duty creates.]
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And so will she...
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Now use your past to make it possible.