[ The ambient sounds of the smithy fill the pause after her question, from the quiet crackle of embers beneath the dormant forge to the soft ting of metal scraps fastened like chimes above. He answers solemnly, ]
My descendant. [ He spares no details. Although they share similar struggles, they are too different to discuss the specifics. What matters is the virtue of their hearts, and their strength, that is comparable: ]
The Chosen struggled, yet prevailed. He honors his Calling. [ For their Star, for which the Light must be restored. ]
I believe... You are capable of doing the same. [ If she hasn't already, by the looks of it. It seems that all the pieces are there: herself, this knight, the sword... Time is the remaining factor, and, perhaps, patience. There will be more instances of frustration, more blocks, more trials, but if she is anything like the last of his Line, she will overcome them. Peace is worth all hardships, and there is no greater reward than the dawn breaking on a world without the Scourge's blight. ]
[ His descendant. Zelda isn't as surprised by this revelation as she probably should be. She has always found Somnus to be... otherworldly. More like a ghost of an age past than a living, breathing person. It seems her impression is closer to the truth than she expected. While "descendant" could technically refer to a child or grandchild, it feels like there is probably a great number of generations between Somnus and this Chosen. ]
What sort of role is your descendant chosen to perform?
To rid our Star of the Scourge’s blight, to restore the Light…
That is the duty of the Chosen.
[ His hollow voice is as solemn as a cathedral’s bell, and perhaps the quietness that follows betrays the gravity of both the Chosen’s task and the catastrophic circumstances of his world. ]
[ That last statement makes her purse her lips. It sounds like something her father would say about awakening her sealing powers. There was a time when Zelda would have argued, but since the Calamity, she has realized that her father was right. Which doesn't exactly make her feel good. ]
What is the Scourge? [ By it's name alone, it sounds like it might be similar to the Malice that poisons Hyrule. ]
A power and entity capable of corruption of beast, earth, metal, and man... And one that has since robbed the Light from our Star. [ No light means no crops, no crops means no food for livestock or people. No food means mass starvation, demise, and death.
The last vestiges of humanity survive, but only barely. Most of his dreams here are nothing but starless voids, because of this, with only phantom echoes of the dying as ambiance. The world cries for salvation, and it is desperate-- not exactly the shareable sort for practicing dream-walking. ] Mankind has passed its twilight. Night enshrouds all.
[ But this is where he redirects the topic, as his tale is not the reason for her being here. Somnus raises a gauntlet, palm facing her, to call for a pause to her questions. ]
Should your power and that of your knight seal a similar Darkness... I pray your realm suffers not the same.
[ Somnus's words are cryptic and before Zelda can ask for clarification, he holds up a hand to stop her. She knows the meaning in that motion and purses her lips into a thin line. 'No more questions.' She has pried as far as Somnus is willing to allow today.
Zelda doesn't bother to hide the air of disappointment about her as she nods obediently. There are not many things that can stop the inquisitive princess when she catches hold of a thread of information that piques her curiosity, but an authoritative figure is one of them. ]
Link has given me reason to believe that Hyrule will be spared such a fate. His memories stretch beyond mine somehow—things I will say to him in the future, decades from now. It seems it was I who woke him from his slumber, although I am certain I have done no such thing.
[ Now this is interesting: someone of her own world unraveling the secrets of her own future. It should be reassuring, but perhaps it's not that simple. The Zelda of the future is not the same as the one in the past, she has not lived whatever that future-her has. She must grow of her own accord, in a time and realm away from her own. ]
Should you doubt you have the capability, be assured that this future proves otherwise. However, [ Somnus gestures towards her.
She is so young. ] Grant yourself the patience to achieve it.
[ Zelda has to hold back a groan (although it shows in her face). 'Be patient.' She hates being told to be patient. Maybe it's because if a childhood spent patiently trying to awaken her sealing powers, or decades patiently holding Calamity Ganon in the seal. Zelda is good at being patient, but she doesn't enjoy it one bit. ]
I shall do my best. [ Said with the impatient exhale of a teenager who has heard those words more times than she can count.
Perhaps that's what reminds Zelda that she has been at the smithy for awhile. ] I should probably take my leave before I monopolize your entire afternoon.
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My descendant. [ He spares no details. Although they share similar struggles, they are too different to discuss the specifics. What matters is the virtue of their hearts, and their strength, that is comparable: ]
The Chosen struggled, yet prevailed. He honors his Calling. [ For their Star, for which the Light must be restored. ]
I believe... You are capable of doing the same. [ If she hasn't already, by the looks of it. It seems that all the pieces are there: herself, this knight, the sword... Time is the remaining factor, and, perhaps, patience. There will be more instances of frustration, more blocks, more trials, but if she is anything like the last of his Line, she will overcome them. Peace is worth all hardships, and there is no greater reward than the dawn breaking on a world without the Scourge's blight. ]
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What sort of role is your descendant chosen to perform?
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That is the duty of the Chosen.
[ His hollow voice is as solemn as a cathedral’s bell, and perhaps the quietness that follows betrays the gravity of both the Chosen’s task and the catastrophic circumstances of his world. ]
There is nothing more important.
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What is the Scourge? [ By it's name alone, it sounds like it might be similar to the Malice that poisons Hyrule. ]
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The last vestiges of humanity survive, but only barely. Most of his dreams here are nothing but starless voids, because of this, with only phantom echoes of the dying as ambiance. The world cries for salvation, and it is desperate-- not exactly the shareable sort for practicing dream-walking. ] Mankind has passed its twilight. Night enshrouds all.
[ But this is where he redirects the topic, as his tale is not the reason for her being here. Somnus raises a gauntlet, palm facing her, to call for a pause to her questions. ]
Should your power and that of your knight seal a similar Darkness... I pray your realm suffers not the same.
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Zelda doesn't bother to hide the air of disappointment about her as she nods obediently. There are not many things that can stop the inquisitive princess when she catches hold of a thread of information that piques her curiosity, but an authoritative figure is one of them. ]
Link has given me reason to believe that Hyrule will be spared such a fate. His memories stretch beyond mine somehow—things I will say to him in the future, decades from now. It seems it was I who woke him from his slumber, although I am certain I have done no such thing.
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Should you doubt you have the capability, be assured that this future proves otherwise. However, [ Somnus gestures towards her.
She is so young. ] Grant yourself the patience to achieve it.
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I shall do my best. [ Said with the impatient exhale of a teenager who has heard those words more times than she can count.
Perhaps that's what reminds Zelda that she has been at the smithy for awhile. ] I should probably take my leave before I monopolize your entire afternoon.
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