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The rain may be able to wash off the stains of hardship on the outside... but nothing can help them on the inside.
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*short story*
If you like the short story check out my Zelda fanfiction, you can see the poster I made for it here along with links to the chapters [link]
They almost did not win this one, Link steers Epona in the direction of the nearest fairy spring hoping that she is smart enough to keep heading for it should he go unconscious. Its a long trip and he has lost a lot of blood, the waters there will heal their both their wounds if they can just make it to them.
It begins to rain, link closes his eyes and tilts his head back to let the cold rain ease the cut on his face, he opens his mouth hoping the rain will be enough to wash away the sharp taste of blood.
Epona trudges onward, ears back, alert to her masters every sound, she is so caring and loyal to her master, loyal enough to put up with the huge flying creatures and many beasts that chase and torment her. She knows that the man upon her back truly has a pure heart and gentle soul, and it is this pure heart that binds Epona to him and pushes her to do what no other horse would. She knows her masters gentle soul aches during this age of hardship and she pains for him, there is not much she can do to help ease his sorrow, all she can do is answer his every call and do her best to heed his commands and keep him safe if she can.
Link begins to feel dizzy, fearing he may pass out from the loss of blood and fall back in the saddle and then to the ground, he leans forward in the saddle laying his head on Eponas neck, Epona feels this and adjusts her gait so that the weak man upon her back will not slide off if he falls asleep.
as time goes by she senses the man upon her back go limp, she stops for a moment, worried, she holds very still and waits, yes, she can feel him breathing. With her master out of commission Epona knows it is up to her to get him to safety, to avoid danger or face it if she has to.
Epona will get him there, or die trying.
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(i love how digital art lets you do more than 1 thing with an image, same link as in "death of a hero" fliped and altered to fit a new mood and new scene, epona drawn from scratch, by mouse, with no reference)
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If you liked the short story check out my Zelda fanfiction, you can see the poster I made for it here along with links to the chapters [link]
__________
*short story*
If you like the short story check out my Zelda fanfiction, you can see the poster I made for it here along with links to the chapters [link]
They almost did not win this one, Link steers Epona in the direction of the nearest fairy spring hoping that she is smart enough to keep heading for it should he go unconscious. Its a long trip and he has lost a lot of blood, the waters there will heal their both their wounds if they can just make it to them.
It begins to rain, link closes his eyes and tilts his head back to let the cold rain ease the cut on his face, he opens his mouth hoping the rain will be enough to wash away the sharp taste of blood.
Epona trudges onward, ears back, alert to her masters every sound, she is so caring and loyal to her master, loyal enough to put up with the huge flying creatures and many beasts that chase and torment her. She knows that the man upon her back truly has a pure heart and gentle soul, and it is this pure heart that binds Epona to him and pushes her to do what no other horse would. She knows her masters gentle soul aches during this age of hardship and she pains for him, there is not much she can do to help ease his sorrow, all she can do is answer his every call and do her best to heed his commands and keep him safe if she can.
Link begins to feel dizzy, fearing he may pass out from the loss of blood and fall back in the saddle and then to the ground, he leans forward in the saddle laying his head on Eponas neck, Epona feels this and adjusts her gait so that the weak man upon her back will not slide off if he falls asleep.
as time goes by she senses the man upon her back go limp, she stops for a moment, worried, she holds very still and waits, yes, she can feel him breathing. With her master out of commission Epona knows it is up to her to get him to safety, to avoid danger or face it if she has to.
Epona will get him there, or die trying.
__________
(i love how digital art lets you do more than 1 thing with an image, same link as in "death of a hero" fliped and altered to fit a new mood and new scene, epona drawn from scratch, by mouse, with no reference)
_________
If you liked the short story check out my Zelda fanfiction, you can see the poster I made for it here along with links to the chapters [link]
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