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Thinking can be a dangerous thing.
I was a warrior in my homeland. A warrior. My blades have shed more blood than most of the people in this land. I was feared by many, idolised by others. It was I who took Impa under the wing of the Gerudos, and turned her into a warrior the Shiekahs would be proud of. I who stood up against Ganondorf when the others of my race were too afraid. I who am the destined Sage of Spirit, one of seven such sages that protect the realm of Hyrule.
We Gerudos are used to shunning those who are not like us. Those who would defile our name, blacken our reputation. When the Great Wars raged, we fought back, and eventually came to build alliances with the Gorons, the Zoras, and to a certain extent, the Hylians.
We are natural thieves. We distrust those we do not know. A race of females with a single male born every century, of which he is immediately bestown with the title of King, regardless. Other than our King, we are taught to distrust any and all men.
Ganondorf single-handedly managed to destroy our trust in even our own king when he tried to take over the entirety of Hyrule. It was then that I learned to trust others. That I aided the eventual Hero of Time, taking my role as a Sage along with my duties as the Gerudo Queen.
...and then I arrived here.
This place has certainly changed me. For better or for worse? That is for the Great Goddesses themselves to decide. I would believe that it has changed me for the better. I have gained allies and friends that I would have never known, learned so much...
As I write this, I am at the side of the man I love.
...and thinking that perhaps the best thing for both of us would be for me to let him go.
...and it tears me apart to think that.
Heh. A Gerudo. In love. With a man. It would certainly make the people at home think I've lost my mind. Perhaps I have. Who can really tell otherwise?
But...as the saying goes...sometimes the best thing is to know when to let go. Perhaps that isn't the exact phrasing, but...the point gets across nonetheless.
*sighs*
It's not entirely finalised. But as time goes on...I get the feeling that he may return to his homeland before I return to my own home...that if I do leave before he awakens, I want him to at least know how I feel...and that...
[[ooc: My apologies for the long post. Nabooru needed to get some things off of her chest since she's been cooped up.]]
I was a warrior in my homeland. A warrior. My blades have shed more blood than most of the people in this land. I was feared by many, idolised by others. It was I who took Impa under the wing of the Gerudos, and turned her into a warrior the Shiekahs would be proud of. I who stood up against Ganondorf when the others of my race were too afraid. I who am the destined Sage of Spirit, one of seven such sages that protect the realm of Hyrule.
We Gerudos are used to shunning those who are not like us. Those who would defile our name, blacken our reputation. When the Great Wars raged, we fought back, and eventually came to build alliances with the Gorons, the Zoras, and to a certain extent, the Hylians.
We are natural thieves. We distrust those we do not know. A race of females with a single male born every century, of which he is immediately bestown with the title of King, regardless. Other than our King, we are taught to distrust any and all men.
Ganondorf single-handedly managed to destroy our trust in even our own king when he tried to take over the entirety of Hyrule. It was then that I learned to trust others. That I aided the eventual Hero of Time, taking my role as a Sage along with my duties as the Gerudo Queen.
...and then I arrived here.
This place has certainly changed me. For better or for worse? That is for the Great Goddesses themselves to decide. I would believe that it has changed me for the better. I have gained allies and friends that I would have never known, learned so much...
As I write this, I am at the side of the man I love.
...and thinking that perhaps the best thing for both of us would be for me to let him go.
...and it tears me apart to think that.
Heh. A Gerudo. In love. With a man. It would certainly make the people at home think I've lost my mind. Perhaps I have. Who can really tell otherwise?
But...as the saying goes...sometimes the best thing is to know when to let go. Perhaps that isn't the exact phrasing, but...the point gets across nonetheless.
*sighs*
It's not entirely finalised. But as time goes on...I get the feeling that he may return to his homeland before I return to my own home...that if I do leave before he awakens, I want him to at least know how I feel...and that...
[[ooc: My apologies for the long post. Nabooru needed to get some things off of her chest since she's been cooped up.]]