>>322Your people…
They think they live off of this land.
In truth, they live only in legends and stories.
So many tattered books and pictures, speaking of the golden light of Hyrule.
They mimic only the pride of their ancestors.
"See how the fields grow, the rivers run, the wind blows…
See how we are the chosen people of the Gods."
Your people do not paint the desert.
They do not write of war.
They cannot conceive of children born to a cursed tribe.
Their stories are paltry.
They show nothing of the truth.
The happenstance of light and shadow is as much a part of their golden land as the earth beneath their feet!
>duuuuuuuuuuuuh>duh duuuuuuuuuuuuh>duh duuuuuuuuuuuuh>duh duuuuuuuuuuuuhPrincess…
Boy…
I have seen your faces a hundred times.
You might see mine only once.
But no matter how this ends, you will heed my words.
And if you live to see yet another great mural of the wise Zelda and her hero in green, triumphing over the demon thief…>>322
You will know no pride…
You will know only your helplessness,
the wicked nature of this land,
and the indifference of your foul, departed Gods!