Tag: Poe Stories

Impa looked sternly from under her furrowed brow at the figure approaching. Tall and lean, she carried a flaming torch that bathed the narrow corridor in welcome light; the sconces that lined the sandy, stone walls did more to cast shadows than actually light the way.  “I’ve been waiting,” Impa stated, matter-of-factly, standing straight from her leaning position. Her silver hair was tied in a neat bun and the sacred eye, the symbol of the Sheikah, was painted across her…

It had been three years since Isaac’s family moved to the country. His father had taken a job with Hyrule’s Royal Guard and was soon dispatched to a quaint farming community called Kakariko Village to monitor the gate leading to Death Mountain. It was an aging community with no children. Isaac knew this new village was home, but it never quite felt like it. He missed the bustling marketplace, the lively music, and most of all, friends. In his loneliness,…

I’d finally found an A Link to the Past cartridge. I thought Fern would stop hanging out with me when she heard that I hadn’t played the game before. “You’re, like, the retro video game guy!” she said. “You have an SNES and a tube TV set up in your dorm! You’re telling me you’ve never tried my favorite Zelda game?” I laughed and said, “I’ve always been more of a Mario person.” The look she gave me was a…

A few years ago, when I was beginning to foster and nurture my love for creative writing, I began to fall back in love with poetry for the first time since high school. One of the ways in which I interacted with the Zelda community was on Tumblr.com, where a plethora of fantastic artists shared their works. I began to reblog their work and add poetry I wrote in the moment inspired by it, partially to promote and celebrate their…

Hyrule’s night air never bothered me, but it feels particularly biting tonight. It feels like its slapping the soot on my cheeks and arms into stone, weighing me down between coughs. I don’t know if I have ever ran this fast. Perhaps cowardice has that effect, loosening the bones until you forget what it feels like to be connected with yourself. My eyes are hot, but it’s not the repeated bumps into ranch fencing or trips on abnormally large tree…

Things were finally looking up for Fledge, all things considered. After a shortage in food supplies in Skyloft resulting from Demise’s wrath across Hyrule, his fellow knight-in-training, Link, went down to the Surface to defeat evil incarnate. However, as rumors spread that Link was spending more time breaking pots than fighting monsters, panic-buying set in, and the economy in Skyloft crumbled. After some political turmoil, though, new leaders sought to improve conditions, and suddenly Fledge and his friends were all…

In the oppressive darkness of the Depths, Link climbed to the top of the rocky cairn, attracted to its zenith by an ethereal blue-green light. Compared to the sight of the muddy red pools of life-sapping Gloom in every direction, pursuing this beacon was at least a change of pace. While everything about the Depths was terrifying, with one horrifying monstrosity popping up out of the ground after the next, during Link’s excursions there he grimly knew it was up…

“Why do I always have to babysit?” I muttered to myself. Just because I was the oldest, I had to take care of my sisters whenever my parents had company from other tribes. The delegation from the Gerudo tribe had arrived late yesterday, had some refreshments, and retired early to the guest chambers. This morning, they were discussing a potential alliance with my family and tribe, the forest people. I had to keep my sisters out of my parents’ way…