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Hi everyone, this is my Zelda story. Please could you mail me, tell me what you think, and don't worry, I don't mind you hating it.
He dreamt. It was the same dream he had every night. He hated the dream, it was tormenting to know that he couldn't help the girl, and couldn't fight the evil man.
He always dreamt that he was in front of the gates of a castle, and a white mare with a young girl and a strange looking lady raced out. The young girl wore a beautiful dress and she looked terrified, the other woman, a strange looking lady, had a scarf that covered most of her lower face. The strange looking woman's expression could not be seen, but she continuously looked behind her, searching for something
As they sped off, the girl seemed to want to say something to him, but it was always too late. Just a little bit to late. Her countenance seemed to be screaming at him, saying "I am afraid, Help me."
But always, there was no help, the other man would come. The other man, the horrible, wicked man would come out riding on a wild, black stallion. The man looked strong and clad from head to toe with heavy armour.
It was obvious that he had wanted to chase them and capture them but by then, in the dream, the white mare and the two runaways were a speck on the horizon.
The man would take a look at realise that there was no way he would be able to capture them. His skin colour was a disgusting yellow, and his eyes seemed to be full of hate and evil. This man would then look down at him, and with that, the dream would end...