Whatever pulled the wind that night// It had it bring a tree down//
[Ilia is frightened, and though she is trying not to completely panic, it is a little difficult for her not to. The young woman had come awake in a small abandoned shop in Castle Town without the Zora child anywhere near her, or Telma, or any of the handful of people she could recognize with her memory the way it was. She is alone.]
[She is looking across the Castle Town courtyard from an open doorway, gaping in shock at the difference the night made. Ilia sees the castle to the north, but it does not look the same as it did the day before. And neither did the cobblestones. And if this was a populated town, where were the morning bread-sellers? The whole marketplace is eerily abandoned. She cannot sense a single person's presence.]
W-where is...? What happened...?
[The frame of the doorway holds her up.]
[She is looking across the Castle Town courtyard from an open doorway, gaping in shock at the difference the night made. Ilia sees the castle to the north, but it does not look the same as it did the day before. And neither did the cobblestones. And if this was a populated town, where were the morning bread-sellers? The whole marketplace is eerily abandoned. She cannot sense a single person's presence.]
W-where is...? What happened...?
[The frame of the doorway holds her up.]