AFTER TWO CENTURIES

Centuries ago,

When Kamaz’s dark eyes came into focus, the fire within him burned brighter again.

Falkur lay unmoving in his arms, and without much thought -because he didn't want to think- he laid Falkur on the ground.

He moved towards the door, and this time, when he took hold of the knob, something else came to his mind.

There were always more than one entrees even if only one is known, even when only one is shown.

The only window available would barely fit the whole of him in, and he ruled it out.

There was an inclining in his instinct, and he placed his hand on the wall by the door. Immediately his hand was able to go through.

He stepped through the wall and stepped into the original room where Zelda lay.

The Fog Witch sat on one of the chairs in the room.

“I've been expecting you Child”

Before he could react, she snapped her fingers and Zelda's body immediately began to burn.