So warm | Sounds go through the muscles
[The day is warm and the Zora's domain is glittering in the early morning sunshine. Brightly colored fish dart curiously around a pair of bare legs dangling serenely in the clear water of the Domain; it had been some time since they'd seen Hylian legs. In the background, the steady pound of the mighty Zora waterfall against the water below hefts a gentle haze over the entire area. Everything in the Domain seems to be coated in a slippery layer of mist, save for the lone figure resting on the far bank opposite the waterfall.
After a long hike along the Zora River, Link is relaxing. A small pink fairy ghosts around his shoulders, lingering after being released from her bottle. His pants, hat, and boots are all crumpled haphazardly to his left, offering the impression that they'd been removed in a hurry.
Here, time seemed to move much more slowly. The atmosphere of the Zora's Domain was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. Were he in the company of another, it would have taken some time for him to find words capable of describing the calm this place carried for him.
Here, not a single thought passed through his mind. The depth of his being was pulled through the water around him and left to mingle amongst the weedy chasm of the deeper pool.
Here, he's able to allow himself a moment to forget home; forget everything around him.
He exhales and tips his chin up to direct his stare at the cavern where the waterfall stems from. The fairy settles down upon his right shoulder, her wings too heavy with moisture to fly.]
After a long hike along the Zora River, Link is relaxing. A small pink fairy ghosts around his shoulders, lingering after being released from her bottle. His pants, hat, and boots are all crumpled haphazardly to his left, offering the impression that they'd been removed in a hurry.
Here, time seemed to move much more slowly. The atmosphere of the Zora's Domain was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. Were he in the company of another, it would have taken some time for him to find words capable of describing the calm this place carried for him.
Here, not a single thought passed through his mind. The depth of his being was pulled through the water around him and left to mingle amongst the weedy chasm of the deeper pool.
Here, he's able to allow himself a moment to forget home; forget everything around him.
He exhales and tips his chin up to direct his stare at the cavern where the waterfall stems from. The fairy settles down upon his right shoulder, her wings too heavy with moisture to fly.]