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"The Legend of Zelda: Willow", chapter 9


The Legend of Zelda: Willow

By: Richforce


Chapter Nine: In the Fields

Back in Darkmore, Lynel was reporting to Agahnim. "Have you found her yet?"

"We have searched the three lands, but there is no trace of her."

"How, with my power and my great army can you not find one simple child?!"

"We will continue the search, she won't stay hidden long."

Agahnim struck Lynel while he spoke. "Find the child, find the child! Time is running out!" Lynel left thinking about how lucky Agahnim was. Only one other person could strike him and live, and he was stuck in the Evil Realm.


Willow, Link and the others set up camp for the night under a tree. The Fairies, Epona and Elora were fast asleep. "She is cute when she's quiet," said Roam.

"She's really a princess," said Willow.

Roam got sarcastic. "Oh, really? And he's a hero, you're a great sorcerer and I'm the king of Cashmere!" Link and Roam went to sleep; afterward Willow took out the wand. He waved it while chanting the same words the High Aldwin used to turn an apple into a bird. But when he finished a spark sent him flying onto a tree branch.

Link half awake turned toward Willow in the branch. "Oh, keeping watch? Alright, good night Willow." And he stayed on that branch till morning.

The next day they continued toward Lake Hylia stopping only for food, water, and other necessities. There was little trouble except for the occasional argument. For example Willow often questioned Roam's ability to take care of Elora. "What are you feeding her?"

"This? It's Blackroot."

"Blackroot, I'm the father of two children and you never ever give a baby Blackroot!"

"My mother raised Wander and me on Blackroot. It's good for you, grows hair on your chest, right Sticks?"

"She's not Sticks, she's Elora Danon future queen of Hyrule and the last thing she needs is a hairy chest!"

They traveled each remembering home and looking toward the southern horizon. They didn't know what lay ahead or who followed behind. They could only keep going until one way or the other their journey would be completed.