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Skyward Academy Amore - Chapter Two
As Skyloft comes into view, Link feels a rush throughout his body. He breathes deeply, and looks around. He sees many people flying today, including Cawlin, Strich, and Groose. Link flies higher, and Skyloft is comes closer into view. Groose looks from Cawlin to the red Loftwing, which is heading forward. With a smirk and nod, Groose lifts his gray Loftwing higher into the air, behind Link. Cawlin and Strich stay behind, talking about bugs and Karane, who Cawlin did not win the heart of.
As they're now over Skyloft, Groose flies dangerously close to Link's Loftwing.
"Hey, Link!" he yells, speeding right into the back of the crimson bird. Groose's Loftwing's head hits Link's Loftwing's tail, and Groose flips over to Link, who knocks him off his Loftwing. He falls with him, face to face, with Groose above.
"Groooosse!!!" Link screams, as he tries to pull out his Sailcloth. However, it slips from his hands, and stays upwards as they fall downward quickly. Link grabs Groose's hand, as they
Skyward Academy Amore - Chapter One
- Chapter One -
**SKYWARD SWORD ENDING SPOILERS**
"Oh Link, you did it!" Groose says, grabbing Link's shoulders and shaking him cheerfully.
"But there is still more to do, Link!" Impa yells, as the ground shakes.
"Ghirahim!" Link yells, as he looks towars the doors. Pushing them open, the rest follow.
"Wait, Liiiiiiink!!!" Zelda bellows, as she is taken into the air, and pulled over to the bottom of the pit with Ghirahim.
"Zelda!!" Link and Groose yell, running over.
"Groose, stay here!" Link says, as he pulls out his Master Sword and Hylian Shield.
He looks to Ghirahim, who is quickly doing a ritual. He chants, which jumpily dancing around Zelda. As Link jumps down the valley, Zelda's body is floating skyward, with her power being drained. As Link runs up to Ghirahim, he jumps into the air, and spins. Disappearing, Link falls to the ground.
"Hm, still a stupid boy. No matter...but now, that you've ruined my plans, the ones that I've been planning since I've tak
ChangeDreams, the things we look forward to every night.
Sometimes hard to fall asleep, as we have much on our mind.
Sitting there, thinking. "What shall I dream tonight?"
"Shall I dream about flying to the moon, or sitting at home?"
"Maybe being happy for once, or travelling the world?"
And soon, I drift away, as I feel the world spinning, and spinning.
I am here, but not really here.
I look to my hands, but they aren't there.
I feel myself floating. I close my eyes, and I float away.
And as I do, I see my past and present jet pass me, with every detail I can remember.
The happiness, the sadness, the anger.
I see a body, which slowly fades away.
I feel myself slowing down, and floating to the ground.
Nothing around me, except a full sized mirror staring me out.
I look to the floor, and look back up, to see a body.
I see it draining again, except in between, a blue soul floats.
It slowly floats away, leaving only an empty shell.
Suddenly, the mirror cracks, and fades away. I look at my hands
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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