Link entered the library. His jaw dropped open in awe. Upon the dusty subterranean flagstone floor sat an entire kingdom of books. Leading away from him into the darkness, across the floor grey and cracked with age, literature of all sizes and shapes were piled unceremoniously on top of each other. Faded pages, brown and crinkled with age lay wizened next to bright books of future times and tired old novels of fantastic ages; imbued with curious covers of great artistic detail. Some of the manuscripts were stacked in neat pillars soaring to impossible heights into the shadows of the upper chamber. Others were in shallow mountain ranges, a myriad of tanned pages and ancient leather covers thrust upon each other, left open, as if unread for centuries. Torches burned in their brackets at the entrance, shedding a warm orange glow over the sanctuary and throwing the vales of the mountains into darkness, illuminating the whole scene in a comfortable contrast of flames. Threads glittered, occasionally breaking the darkness, as the blaze danced on gilded spines of gold and silver.
Zelda stepped carefully infront of him. Her heels echoed strangely loudly off the distant walls and harsh flagstones. “Come with me…” she whispered plucking a lantern off its rusty hook in the wall and lighting it with a swing at the nearest torch. The two set off cautiously into the darkness, weaving through a vein of the network of carefully cleared pathways through the books.
Soon they left the entrance far behind them. The room was huge. More like a cavern than any part of the castle. Beyond the luminescent sphere of the lantern, darkness and silence reigned. The sound of footsteps was long since muffled by a thick layer of dust that pervaded the ground like snow. Kicking up clouds of beige and grey, causing cascades of dust as thick as sand to come off the books in disturbance as they passed, Link soon found himself on the verge of sneezing. Pinching his nose tightly, eyes watering from the dust, he hoped they would get to where ever they were going soon. To distract himself he listened with rapt attention to Zelda. The princess explained the history of the Library and how it was the greatest collection of books in all of Hyrule. The vast expanse they now wandered spanned the whole underground of the castle and more. Legend had it that there were even secret passage ways into and out of the castle that could lead out far beyond its gates.

They had been walking for what felt like an age. Finally Zelda came to a halt infront of him. Turning round she smiled; Link felt his pulse quicken, “Well you didn’t think looking for another way into the Twilight would be easy did you?”Links heart sank. Zelda stepped aside to reveal an ancient mahogany table. It was easily large enough to have once been used as a banquet table in the great halls; its dark rutted surface stretched away into the shadows at each end. The numerous books still lying open on the wood gave way its purpose.
Link stood, shoulders hunched in disbelief and uncertainty. Did he really have to do this? He didn’t even know where the exit was from the place, let alone the information he sought.
Zelda set the lamp down. Vaulting easily onto the tabletop she stood at the centre and pulled out an instrument somewhere from within her garments. “What’s that?” Link asked curiously, eyeing it carefully. Zelda drew the smooth, sky blue, flute-like instrument to her lips. “This is an ocarina” she grew silent, gazing at the instrument as though in a daze. “It was said my ancestors could play mysterious songs with this instrument…Some say they even had the power to control the flow of time.” She murmured slowly, letting the words sink in. She took a deep, steady breath in, holding for a moment before she played…
It was the most passionately mournful song Link had ever heard and yet, at the same time, it held a bitter sweet under current of triumph. The notes forced tears to his eyes. Some where…deep in his memory...some thing was stirring…this was familiar. He had heard this somewhere before…

As soon as it came, the feeling had gone.The last notes died, their echoes softly resonating throughout the cavern. “It is a song” Zelda began again in the same far away voice “That can awaken the spirits that walk within this place. It calls them over from the other side. Its melody pulls at their souls and summons them to my aid” She said quietly, growing saddened as though the thought was a painful one.
The silence didn’t last long however. Without warning the most bizarre spirit popped out of thin air infront of them. It was a Goron, its translucent muscles rippled threateningly in the light of the lantern. But it wasn’t like any Goron Link had seen before. On its head sat a miner’s helmet complete with miniature lantern swinging from the cap. Its eyes glared menacingly from the shadows. Over a shoulder slung the largest pick axe Link had ever seen. Around its rotund waist was a belt of assorted equipment. Link spied bottles of lantern oil, spanners, and a strange type of bomb: long and thin with an unusually long fuse.
Snorting loudly, the Goron stayed floating in the air. It considered them with narrowed eyes. “Who summoned me?” It voice was deep, erupting in a growl from somewhere far within its throat. Zelda stepped forwards. “I wish you to search for me” it wasn’t a request. She stated it with cool authority. In her eyes the Goron didn’t have a choice. “I am the Princess of Hyrule and I wish you to look for information regarding the second opening of the Twilight realm.” The Goron stayed silent, eyes narrowed in defiance. Zelda met his gaze with a shrewd, piercing stare. “Go now or I shall banish you to the other side” she said in a voice as cold and commanding as her icy blue eyes.
The Goron vanished.
“What?” Link started forward warily “Where did he go?”
Zelda was about to turn and answer when the Goron reappeared without a sound.

“There is no such information held within this place”

And with that,
Link’s last hope was gone.

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“So let me get this straight…” Illia began slowly, foggy mind still processing the information the white wolf had just told her, too hazy to panic. “You’re saying Link is in trouble because he is the holder of the Tri-force?” The wolf nodded. “But how can that be? The Tri-force is good…isn’t it?”“Yet humans are not perfect” the wolf broke in patiently “You cannot control its power. You crave its perfection. It’s written into your very nature. And you are corrupted by it. The three who wield the Triforce powers are drawn to each other. They want the powers the others possess… They want it all. And will do anything to get it.”
“Link’s in danger then? Zelda…she…”
“The princess has her power lust under control. It is sealed by spells, magic as old as the goddesses. If her powers were to be unleashed fully however” the wolf broke off. “…No… it is the princess who is in danger…”The light began to fade.
The wolf’s voice lingered on air that now smelt of wood, smoke, fires and home. Its last command floating in her mind “You must save princess Zelda…from the fallen hero, cast aside by the gods…”

Illia sat up suddenly. The room snapped into focus. She heard a yell of surprise beside her as Fado fell over. She got out of the bed as fast as she could, pulling away from the tightly tucked in blankets, leaving it in disarray. She heard Fado say something vaguely beside her. Turning to him she felt dizzy again. “Don’t get up too fast” he repeated, coming to support her “you’ve been out for a long time.” The words sounded distant as the room swam infront of her. Trying to pull away from him, he let her go; she shook the light headedness off. Moving round the bed to the door, she murmured something under her breath. Fado could have sworn it sounded like she had to save the princess of Hyrule.
Illia left the rancher scratching his head in bewilderment. Bursting outside she was suddenly hit with the enormity of the situation. How could she get to the castle in time? Epona was the village’s only dependable steed. She had no weapons, no defence against enemies, and no proof; even if she reached the castle that Zelda was in danger. She looked up. And how was she going to deal with the worried-to-death father coming her way?

Her jade eyes glittered with a determined light. To save Hyrule it was time to pull off the biggest deception ever…

Well I figured it is always Zelda that ends up needing to be saved…but I’m sure some of you could work out what is going to happen next…mehehehe…I’m not giving anymore away but the next few chapters are gonna be interesting so bear with the general boringness of this one, sorry for the wait…

And I know the library bit at the start was abit random but where else would you get information in Hyrule? It’s not really like they have PC’s or anything.

Anyways, I have tried to sort the spacing out once and for all so tell me if its alright this time!

Ok that’s all!

Bye!