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The blood moon rises once again.
Its red glow shines on a ravaged land, spilling through cracks and broken stone to coax the bones of the earth. Through the webbing of a ringed skylight, its light in eclipse illuminates a circle of burbling, violet-black mucus. Rimming it are characters of the same, spelled out in odd, unsteady strokes.
As the crimson reaches its zenith, a black strand pops.
Yeah, it's very intuitive. Handles like a fast travel system from a video game.
OH GOD HIS BODY IS UNRAVELLING INTO BLUE RIBBONS oh hey he's fine now. He's on the side of a hill overlooking a stable, in a bit of a mountain pass.
Who knows? Link is off picking flowers a bit down the hill and looks up at him when he shows up.
"Turns out I hate teleporting, who knew." He makes a little shuttle that should be able to handle the downdraft, it not at top speed. "In you get."
"It feels like discorporating! I assume it isn't actually since that can't happen to me but I am discovering that I wasn't missing out on anything fun."
"Yes. I already died the once, not eager to repeat."
Is Link in a seat yet.
"...please sit. I'm not going to insist on a seatbelt but there is one."
He sits, figures out the seatbelt after some seconds ("put thing in slot" is one of his core competencies), and then proceedes to unlatch and not wear it.
Link is looking out the window intently on the flight, as if trying to memorize Hyrule as it passes beneath. Mountains, rivers, marsh, more mountains. He marks things on his Sheikah Slate as they go.
At some point, Link says, "I'm looking for the sword that seals the darkness."
"Unclear. But a good sword is useful anyway. It's older than the Divine Beasts. Maybe older than Ganon."
"Do you not... have a sword. I can make you more swords if you want. Though possibly all your swords are magic."
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