Part 4

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Vio’s probably telling Shadow what happened right about now, the boy with blue clothes concluded as he walked through the hallway with his new present in hand. He glanced at the shared room, remembering (as he does every time he passes the purple door) exactly how Shadow Link had come to stay at the other Links’ house.

       When the mirror had been shattered, a considerable amount of damage forced itself onto the young, newly found hero. However, since the boy’s heart proved itself to be filled with a powerful type of courage and kindness that are only shown through self-sacrifice, the mirror’s destruction did not necessarily signal the violet-haired, black-clothed one’s. The maidens sensed this fact. Through their powers, the women saw the shadow’s bravery, and resolved to help the fifth link. The light that Shadow later recounted as his salvation, the other Links knew as the light of a teleporting fairy. However, all eight maidens’ fairies were required in order to reach Shadow through the faraway, dark clouds, so naturally the effect of the light was amplified.

       The dark-clothed boy’s injuries were inflicted through two nodes: being removed from the world that shares his name, and the severance from his home in that very world. Knowing that the boy’s survival was endangered through his inability to experience solar energy, the maidens moved the boy to the enclosed altar, and blocked any and all light that entered the room until the Links returned.

       Dejectedly, the clones (mainly Vio) began to tell the tale of their time at the Tower of Winds, but were quickly interrupted by the maidens. The maidens informed the boys of their recovering friend’s whereabouts, and the heroes quickly ran towards what had then been their new teammate with Vio leading (guilt and hope are known to quicken reflexes when the feeling(s) is/are about to end), Green (who couldn’t wait to start anew with his new teammate) following Vio, and finishing with Blue and Red (Blue’s only cause for ending second-to-last at the time, came in the form of Red cowering behind his tunic, slowing him down). When the four had finally reached their fifth, they found him slumped in a corner, covered with cuts, blood, and gore. The hot-headed hero quickly covered the innocent hero’s eyes while the leader called for the maidens and the clever hero ran towards their new teammate. The yellow maiden quickly entered the room at the leader’s calls, noticed the clever hero’s actions, walked towards the collected Link, and placed her hand on his shoulder.

       “Do not worry, young hero,” the yellow maiden informed the aforementioned boy, “the fact that his wounds are now visible only shows that he is recovering. Unfortunately, he cannot stay here for much longer. If the shrine does not receive light from the sun, it will lose power.” Vio nodded his head. Shadow was afraid of light. To this day, it remains his only fear. The shadow mirror was the boundary between having Shadow’s fear be rational or irrational. When the shadow mirror was intact, the light could not hurt him, and there was no need for the reflection to avoid it, but now that Shadow had shattered the boundary, light could be deadly to the black-garbed hero. If Shadow was going to survive, light must never reach him. However, the altar was one of two boundaries keeping Ganon from returning with his demons. The strength of the altar could not be compromised for the sake of the injured hero. Shadow’s removal from the altar to a place where he could recover and where light could not reach him would be necessary. Vio had no doubt in his mind when he proposed to share his room with his friend, and his fellow colors had no anxiety about allowing it.

       Vio tended to Shadow’s wounds after the quintuplet had been moved, but refused to allow the boy out of his room, stating that one could never know when light would try and reach the healing comrade.

       Shadow’s condition had improved dramatically in the first week, but to this day, he still couldn’t handle much stronger than a candle. It didn’t seem to faze the black-garbed boy, though. Shadow was used to avoiding the light, and at least now he could respond when the other four asked him questions.

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