![]() ![]() No one that goes out there expects to come back." "How far away from here was I when you found me? I need to go after it." It had the face of a ReDead, but I don't think that's what it was." The living rock didn't seem to know how to take that and said nothing. "What did it look like?" the goron asked. After it took her, it knocked me out and left me to die." "Did you.," Link stopped, swallowing nervously, "did you see a creature in a cloak when you found me in the valley?" The goron raised an eyebrow in misunderstanding. The swamp had been poisonous, and its cause had been the monster hiding within its temple. Now we're all waiting for the cold to take our lives." It's just like the curse in Woodfall then, Link thought. Darmani, our Goron warrior, died trying to stop it. "The storm's coming from Snowhead?" Link asked. Another memory flashed across his mind: Tatl, struggling against the magical grip of their ReDead-faced assailant. The storm coming from Snowhead has made it just as dangerous as the valley I found you in." It will become a land where no living thing can survive. "It's doomed to be smothered in snow and ice forever. His voice was deep, though it was filled with his eyes' melancholy. This goron must have helped out with my other injuries. He still hadn't shaken the winter cold, however the winter pulsed like a deep bruise in his chest. ![]() The remaining aches were only faint reminders of the faulty bomb. As his memory returned, he realized that he felt significantly better. His eyes seemed glazed over, as if he didn't care what Link might say or do. He looked back at the large mountain dweller to see him still staring. Link's eyes traveled from the doorway, to the goron, to eventually find his possessions on the bench. The makeshift door swayed to reveal a thick downpour of snow the stone floor near it was dotted white. Beyond, the blizzard still clearly raged. The doorway was covered by a thick hide light surrounded it, revealing that it led outside. A couple of bags were pushed against the walls, and there was a chair and bench, too. Their natural bodies of stone provided enough warmth to protect them from the elements. The stranger didn't wear any clothes, but that was normal for his kind. He's a goron, Link thought, allowing his alarm to subside. The stranger's back was made of hard, rough rock, while his face and stomach were round and soft. The large being turned to look at him as he stood. He still wore his coat, pants, and hat, though his bag, sword, and shield were gone. Link gasped, scrambling to his feet and letting his blanket fall from his shoulders. The small shack was unfamiliar, and he found a stranger sitting in the opposite corner. He lay against the wall of a small room, underneath a blanket that provided minimal warmth. When he opened his eyes, he wasn't in the Knife Chamber. He'd vowed to never waste another day sleeping so long Tatl knew that. His bed was colder and harder than normal, and he wasn't sure what time it was. ![]()
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