Aryll's Epic

"Why can't I go! Link was younger then me when he went out to save the world. I only want to go to school. Din Dammit!" I hissed the words through my clenched teeth. All I wanted to do was go to school in Windfall and pursue a real education, and get out into the world, by choice.

"Aryll I don't think your ready to go, your brother was a special circumstance, he was the hero. Your my baby." My grandmother said trying to calm me. No, I used to fall for that, I was done. She just wanted to never grow up. I needed to leave, everyone saw that! But her.

"Aaaaaarrrggg!" I screamed in rage.

"Now, see Aryll I knew those pirates had a bad influence on you. Tetra bless her soul, but those others. There a nasty lot, rotten to the core... I wish you had not spent so much time with those ruffians.

"Grandmother..." I couldn't think of a good response so I just glared out over the sea. Something caught my attention. It was a bird, at first I though it was a seagull, but it wasn't. It was different, I could not figure out how it was different, but it was. It was just somehow wrong. This had been happening a lot recently. "Do you see that?" I asked my grandmother.

"See what, a bird flew overhead"my grandmother replied calmly. Goddess damn them all, I was done. I needed some peace and quiet.

"Aaugh" I didn't used the steps to get down, no, just to be annoying I jumped over the railing. For the last few months I had been so jumpy, so anxious. In all truth I have wanted to travel for almost a two years now. After my brother's adventure 5 years ago, I had been dreaming of traveling the great sea by choice, not watching from the claws of a bird. I loved my time with the pirates, though most of the sailing was done by them. Niko would sometime feed the seagulls with me but mostly it was me and my birds.

Seagulls really are beautiful birds no one gives them enough credit. I learned during my kidnapping, all birds like me even the ones that will usually attack everyone else. They don't flock to me like seagulls. But they won't attack; even the one that kidnapped me was nicer to me than the other girls. I had an odd understanding with animals especially birds, they just trusted me. I loved birds, they inspired me. I want to fly like that; I want that freedom.

Half of the village thinks I am slowly going crazy as an after fact of being kidnapped and that I should see a shrink. The other half just thinks I am being an angsty rebellious teenager. Well the teenager bit is partially true. Though on the other hand..

It was more then just me wanting to have fun and explore. I felt compelled to leave, my brother had felt the same way right before I was captured. I needed to do something. If my brother were here then I would have some form of escape.

My brother left us almost four years ago. He left a gossip stone with us so we can talk to him. I wanted to go but grandma wouldn't let me. I guess I understand she lost her daughter and son in law years ago. Now her grandson was out finding his fortune. I stayed and I didn't complain much. But this was over the top. My brother left for his adventure when he was Twelve. I was now fourteen and I wasn't even allowed to go visit my friend on Windfall Island.

Mila, she was one of the girls that were kidnapped. Mila was the blonde nice one. Actually she was a little mean at first but then she warmed up and now we are very close friends but can only talk through letters. Maggie was the other girl; she was always rude and just plain mean. I understand she was poor but damn. Also she was quite delusional, yeah Moe. He brought us our food, She developed some sort of crush on him. She seemed to think he was romantic; he may have liked her but only in an animalistic, creepy way. Personally I have great dislike for her. Also it was my personal opinion that she was not quite sane. Even though it meant seeing Maggie I had to get there. My plan was to make it to Windfall then decide what to do from there.

I wasn't allowed to leave though. My grandma hated when I went to the forest but I went almost daily explored every treetop and crevice of the forest. Except for the fairy well, it sealed up again a few months after my brother left. It didn't have a huge rock over it like before, but something like a stepping-stone. I have tried to remove it, but it wont budge. Sitting on that stone was my favorite place to sit and think.

I feel like something is wrong in the world, there is an imbalance. Like after you spin around and around and the world is tilted. Or when things are off center when they should be symmetrical. It was as if bits of the world were breaking apart and the evil was creeping through the cracks. My dreams were so realistic. I would wake up in the night so deathly afraid, more then when that bird plucked me from the ground. I feel mind-raped and stripped of all I know and love when I wake from these odd and impossible to remember dreams.

It was almost midday I should go see Sturgeon. He acts as a teacher for the children on this island. Usually children stop basic schooling at thirteen and either go on to a higher education on Windfall or start an apprentice ship to someone who has mastered a craft. I wanted to go to Windfall, but no I cant. So I pursued as much education about the world around me as I could. He lets me read anything in his library and if I have any question I should ask him. I have read every piece of folklore in his library. I new the geography of the Great Sea by heart. I have read about endless adventures. I know of almost every adventure that shaped the Hyrule of Old. I have also heard every detail of my brother's adventure, including some I didn't need to know. Orca also teaches me, much to everyone's chagrin.

At first he was opposed to teaching me more then basic defense due to the fact that I was a girl. I convinced him by saying it is only to know the art of it, its not like I am ever going to use it. I told him it was to keep my mind and body sharp and in-balance, like a spiritual practice. He loved how dedicated I was, so he reluctantly taught me. I knew basic theory of swordplay from my studies.

Unfortunately Orca still goes easy on me. He never flat out kicks my ass, and sometimes lets me win. Like he is only humoring a small child, it really is infuriating. I have been reading about advance swordplay. I just ask Orca to show me the move, simply so I can see what it really looks like with my own eyes. After I will take my wooden practice sword and practice in the clearing over the old fairy well in the forest. Swordplay was one of my few escapes. After much procrastination I trudged off to my classes, still fuming about my lack of freedom, and dreading Orca's sexism.

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I took a basic fighting stance once again. Jump, spin, slash, roll, the grass around me was quickly down to stubble. Then I turned to the tree in front of me. I slowly backed away from it. I ran towards the tree hacking away invisible enemies the whole way, Right slash, Left Slash, Duck, Dodge Uppercut. I jumped high into the air as I neared the tree, slicing the tree's imaginary neck landing on the far side and doing a low spin that slashed the back of the tree's legs. Then I stabbed at where the heart would be, my crude wooden sword breaking from the impact. This was the third one today.

I stalked off into the bushes to find another stick to practice with. I quickly found another sturdy stick and snapped it off the tree. I returned to my training, starting with a spin attack. Holding my "sword" to the side and tensing my muscles. I released the tension and swung around in a full circle. I had been practicing this move on my own for a few weeks now. It was not nearly as strong as my brothers but it was improving.

Next I held my sword in a ready position, waiting for something to signal me. I heard a cricket and used that as my que. I launched my self up and over a log, using it as a step to push of from. I flew into the air and stabbed down at it. As I landed I fell and dropped my sword. I readied myself again. This time a bird sang its evening call. I launched myself into the air again, this time over a rock, I dove over it and quickly turned , the stick collided with the rock soundly. Good, but the rock was not as tall as a real opponent. I looked for a good mock opponent. I saw a log that was human sized, I ran at it and dove to the side, into a roll. I ended up on the opposite side of my opponent and I quickly slashed at the log's back, then hit its 'head' with my hilt.

I stood straight and shook my hair out of my face, I was panting and my clothes were starting to stick to my body. I had been practicing for over two hours. I went and sat down on the seal of the fairy's well. I sat down cross legged, reciting in my head, Criss cross apple sauce. I was trying to train my mind as well as body. I focused my mind on my fighting, what I could improve and congratulating myself. Then I though about the days event. Forcing myself to take a third person view and not get upset, to distance myself emotionally.

This was something Sturgeon taught me. It was practice to train yourself to meditate. Eventually you could easily reach the state of the gods, as we called it. It was a state that brought you in direct contact with the goddesses, where they could contact you directly, if they so wished. One of the hardest parts was staying still for that long without letting your mind wander. This was basic practice to control my thoughts, and keep my body still. Soon I would start trying to reach the state of blankness. It is said that any ideas that come from this state of mind are directly from the goddesses themselves. This was my daily routine, once I was done I would have to go home and face my grandmother's silence at dinner after I ran off earlier. Not that this was unusual but I still hated it.

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