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I worship the great 3 goddesses of gold. When the 3 legendary golden deities appeared, the world was nothing but an endless storm. The Great Goddess of Power molded the shattered fragments into the red, hard earth. She gave form to the world whilst super-heating some of it, creating great volcanoes and mountains. The Great Goddess of Wisdom gave air and water to the world filling the great craters left by the goddess of Power with water, creating the seas, lakes, and rivers. She then filled the empty space around the earth with the air, creating the sky and winds. All was set for life to be created, but nothing would grow. The two goddess

Praise be to the three goddesses of gold, whom gifted this land with peace, prosperity, and life. May they forever watch over us. The three servants, my friend, are chosen by the goddesses every 100 years. Each with the power of one imbued into their body, manifesting itself visibly only on the left hand. The one of power, corrupt has he may be, is powerful and crushes opposition. The one of wisdom, born into royalty, knows much, and outsmarts the one with power. However, this rarely lasts has the one of power reaches the girl of wisdom. But, upon the brink of destruction, The one of courage shall appear, and fight through the forces of po

Heat, Dear Nayru why must this be so warm? I stood there, looking at the door that, only a few hours previously, Darmani had passed through. Had he come back out while i was traversing these ancient traps? Was the great dragon that made her home behind this door slain? Even though the chances were slim, i hoped for it with all my heart. The lock was still there, the very same one he had placed, and it had not moved an inch. Slowly, i pushed open the great stone barrier that barred my way to one of Ganon's strongest minions. Upon looking around, i rejoiced inside. No sign of the beast. Prehaps Darmani had already slain her, and made his w

Fear. Pure, mind numbing fear. That is all that i feel, staring into the jagged opening covered in runic markings. I just stood there, on a small elevated platform. Even though the torches surrounding me gave me warmth, i felt only the cold, shadowy embrace of a thousand cursed souls reaching out to me. I just opened something horrible, but it is the only way to make everything better. The world is in ruins, in only seven years, by only one man. I was only 9 when I was thrust from my quiet forest home and into the great land. I don't know why i was chosen to do this. I mean, the only thing special about me was this strange triangle on my lef