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Sinking Sickness: Chapter Two.The Carrier.It had been nearly a week since the incident with the infected feline and still no further sign of the illness. The goats were still separated even though the symptoms supposedly showed within hours, for everyone agreed it was best to take precaution on the matter. With everything slowly calming down and the barn in steady repair it would appear Ordon would go back to its serene self soon enough. However, even with this settling mood, Link stayed ever watchful at the nighttime hours. He'd stay in a rather hidden spot that was located right beside the newly built outdoor pen near the barn, alerting whenever something stirred. But perhaps this staying awake most the night was not truly necessary as first thought. After all, there had been no new news on the matter.The two travelers, Ril and Urik, were often spotted in various locations in the woods, yet thus far no ongoing interaction had been made with the pair. It was in Link's suspicion that nothing had been disc
Sinking Sickness: Chapter One.Hero of Hyrule.The brittle rays from the sun cast themselves upon the still sleepy world below. The surrounding forest stood in good health, the morning chorus of birds drifting through the trees as well as around the small and cozy village. For the time being, everything hung in serenity and balance while the solar disc spread its warmth. Slowly as the dawn progressed, the steadying sunlight threw itself over the only two figures up and moving outside of their homes with a large horse in tow.None other than Link himself would be the first among the pair, the other a more bulky fellow named Fado that also helped in herding the town's livestock at the ranch. The hero had retired his armor for the time being and was back to his classic casual wear that he'd donned before his travels. Silent, there was a mild tension in the air despite the good nature of the morning. Sure Link was a very renowned figure in Hyrule nowadays, but his demeanor hardly showed him to have let the fame
The Created PoemThe Damned are WeIn this forsaken land we roamFar away yet close to homeThe night embraces and the moonlight callsThe damned are we, and we won't fallBlood is our drink and death our bedForgotten the tongue of what was once saidBound to darkness, longing for lightDeaf and blind to the world's ugly plightHunger is ours, a pain riddled deepFreedom never tasted in our keepOur claws are set and fangs are baredFrom this hell we will finally tearEternity to be banished and forever to dieLet the world learn to fear our cryUntil the end we'll repeat our callFor the damned are we and we won't fall.