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Ghirahim's Imp A Narrative Fiction

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She was hunched over, reliant on a cane for assistance whenever she moved. She had brown skin like Impa's, and her hair had been braided heavily, and was wrapped around her head, with a large braid (again similiar to Impa's, but larger) hanging off on her head. She wore mostly red robes, execpt for a large blue cloak that peaked a good distance above her head. "Oh Link," I moaned, a mixed bag of emotions tearing through my heart, and tears leaking out of my eyes. "Why you?" I hadn't been able to tell him what I had planned to before this happened; I was in love him. It had just happened, the first swellings popping up a year ago. They grew stronger and stronger over time, no matter what I did. Eventually, even when he flicked his hair, …show more content…

"Link must be purged of the dark magic that Ghirahim has forcefully imbued him with. Link still has to accomplish the part of the quest that has been given to him." "How do we do it exactly?" "He must healed by the power that is in each of the Sacred Springs," she said. "You will do that by praying on his behalf to the Goddess, and purifying your body in their waters. Also, in these springs, you will gain answers to all of your questions, and more information about the path destiny is leading you to. There are two of them; Skyview Spring in what is called the Faron Woods, and the Earth Spring in the Eldin Volcano region." "I'm going to teleport Link to Skyview Spring. You must go there at top speed, with great caution. Should Ghirahim come upon you, flee if you can rather than fight." "Okay." She waved her hand, causing Link to vanish from the room. A pang of sadness pained my heart as he disappeared...why hadn't I told him sooner... "Hurry Her Grace," the old woman said to me. I had already put the blade back into it's scarab and had hoisted my rucksack over my shoulder. I'm not sure what to believe, or what is reality anymore. I'm doing this for you

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