The Sun Queen -- Part One~~THE SUN QUEEN~~
The wind howled. It clawed and bit and snarled in her ears, razor-talon wisps attempting to slash apart her cloak. She had been forced from her horse what felt like a forever ago. Not that a horse would find more progress than she through the dunes; the drifts were too deep for all steeds but the most fleet-footed desert mounts. Din, she thought. How could a land of sun and heat and thirst be so cold?
A solitary tear slid down her ivory cheek before she could stop herself. No, she reminded herself. This is a land of parch. Every drop of that is precious. Your canteen is gone, and that is bad enough.
But she could not stop herself. Through the dust hood, she reached and ran a hand through her hair in her customary way, a way that she had tried to train out of herself by nearly five years of diplomatic training. But her hand flinched as it met an absence. Something was not there. Something was missing. A something she had worn from h
The Sun Queen -- Part Two~~THE SUN QUEEN~~
We shall only have once chance, Zelda said, leaning over the map in the ramshackle inn. We must breach the perimeter without the notice of the guards.
Across from her stood a hodgepodge of figures. They were her generals now, she reminded herself. It took a surprisingly short time to build a large rebellion and an underground network in Castle Town. The populous was ready to form one, anyway. All they needed was a leader. And Zelda, tanned and honed from exile, appeared as a savior covert.
Only her generals were privy to her secret. That she was the once-Princess Zelda, not the mysterious Sheikah warrior Sheik. Because she bound her breasts and cast illusions, her alias was often mistaken for a young man hardened by intense stealth training.
Though her new court of elite warriors was a trifle strange-looking at best. Dunrune of the Gorons, a mercenary activist, was her muscle. A hard-bitten Zora woman Kelona organiz
Contest! Draw Sophie and get a MH Drawing!What is this contest about?:
Draw my doll Sophie
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Monday Morning (I Know)It was mentioned casually
at the breakfast table:
“A boy from school
committed suicide last night.
Did you know him?”
I know the way
the night sky wrapped itself
around his shoulders
and ripped itself away,
and how to him, light-years
were a measure of time
and not of distance.
I know that darkness
was darker for him,
and that light was
always too bright.
I know that smiling was painful
in all seventeen muscles,
and that it was a relief
I know that he carried
the depression on his shoulders,
and that he spent half the day
hiding it away from everyone,
and the other half
wishing somebody would notice.
I know that he was the best actor,
and that everyone believed
that his eyes sparkled from happiness
and not from tears.
I know that he was so good,
he never had to lie and say
“I’m fine,” because
nobody ever asked.
I also know that today, the halls
will echo with silence
and the occasional small cry,
courtesy of the people
who never really knew hi