Entry 236: Home

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One thing at a time. Just go from the beginning.

I think I can remember it all. Sidon and Kass helped jog my memory a bit, but I think I'll save the aftermath for the next entry. So much had happened in so little time. My memory is still a bit fuzzy, but I want to make sure I don't lose anything like bigger events so some details might be a bit... off or unclear.

It was still raining. We took shelter for some time, a few days or more when a storm came by. I did some training. In that time I thought a lot. If indeed the sword was there, I had to go straight to the Calamity, I didn't want to bring Bossa Nova with me, but whenever I tried going towards the domain he'd refuse to budge. We ended up racing past the tower.

Trees lined the path all the way to the forest. It seemed rather discrete what with the land around the little way raised like walls to hide it. Much like how the island which the forest flourished on is a sheer drop to the large lake way below.

Without realizing it we were there. This strange fog surrounded us. Glowing specks drift around in it and swirl like patterns twist and turn making my sight a haze, I could hardly see my hand even when I held it right before my face. Even Bossa Nova was a bit apprehensive once we realized we were lost. No matter how I try, I can't remember how we got in it, we just... got there, gradually and suddenly at the same time. Despite the moving fog the air was stagnant. There were ruins, but... they didn't appear decaying, more so like they were cared for, or forgotten by even time itself with how long it had stood there. Though there was much greenery, none of the trees had any leaves, they were all barren. This warped laughter also kept ringing in my ears. Following it only seemed to make our situation worse. We just kept wandering, with no direction in mind, just looking for a sign of... anything.

How long had it been, I wonder? The fog never dissipated or got any thicker, it never seemed to get darker or lighter either. It was maddening just about how stagnant everything, but the fog was. Without light I simply would have taken Bossa Nova's lead on when to rest and eat, but... he never did. I should have noticed the time, but I never did.

I did hear something eventually. I think it was music, a flute or something. And I thought I saw another animal, a big furry one so maybe a bear or wolf. We raced after it, then suddenly there was sunlight, rays beaming down from out between the leaves and branches. The fog was gone, the sight was crystal clear. That beast's roar rang out again, but unlike at Kakariko, it was rather muffled like it was so far away. Bossa Nova immediately began to graze on anything he could get at like he hadn't eaten in so long... like when I was getting sick and trapped him in the shrine. That's when I noticed it, that throbbing, lightning pain shooting through my arm and side. My arm couldn't stop trembling, even taking my medicine didn't help, but it's not a painkiller, just prevent my infection from spreading so I shouldn't have expected much, but still... I thought I was going to throw-up from that hot, convulsing, twitching pain.

I wandered further into the clearing, hoping I could find one of the plants Calisa had taught me had pain killing effects. But I quickly forgot it. There was a stone path, it didn't seem man made, but like it occurred naturally, and it led to a blade, a softly glowing one with a blue hilt and handguard, plunged into the ground on a pedestal.

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I can't seem to figure out what I was feeling. Disbelief, neutrality, relief, anxious, joyous. There, hidden in the forest, was a blade, one with an unnatural shine.

I tried pulling it, the more I did though, an agonizing, unbearable pain unlike anything I had ever felt before coursed through me, I swear that sword was stealing my life from me the more I tried.

I was suddenly told to stop just before by far the largest roar and earthquake boomed, I swore I also heard cracking, like the ground was splitting apart.

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