˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚ This is a draft introduction of my new series I'm working on (rather slowly) called Fool's Paradise! You aka the reader get trapped in a place in same universe as Hyrule and are now the Hero of Courage (that you never signed up for!).
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Where were you? Once second you were in classes the next you're in this old fashion home, not like the one you had before..no. This was new, a new unfamiliar place. It's soft blanket that had such a unique design to it, you couldn't quite tell what region it was from but it looked mesoamerican. The paintings hanging on the wall, all each having their own unique style as if collected from different regions. The colorful rug on the floor was eye-catching but it looked more like a gift than anything.
As your eyes moved scanning this home, it just got more and more stranger. The tables, the decor around the place, it looked like something you would've designed if you were in give or take the medieval era. You continued to walk around your house, trying to memorize the layout. Two-story, two bedrooms, one bathroom. And very medieval like, with paintings, succulent plants, and the regular kitchen for this era.
You decided to go outside, as you open the door. You're greeted to a beautiful scenery. The Blue sky with a few clouds, the grassy fields swaying as the wind blows. The wildflowers scattered around your home. You take a moment to appreciate the lovely area. Your eyes look beyond the grassy hills, as you take a step out. You catch a small town just a short walking distance from your home.
As you looked around your eyes catch something more unique, it was a mailbox or ...what you assumed to be one as you walked to the mailbox, but you stop and turn your attention to the sounds of 'awes' to see a trio of kids who are looking at you in awe they wouldn't say anything before shyly waving and run off to the town. You perk up when you hear one of them mumble about 'meeting the hero' which was odd. You're no hero. You've never been a hero. You watch them run off until you couldn't see their silhouettes anymore.
Your attention goes back to the mailbox, you reach to open the mailbox, when you do a pretty letter with a gold wax stamped on it, again with the triforce on it. Man, someone must really have committed to The Legend of Zelda. You grab the envelope out of the mailbox, inspecting it for a couple of seconds, before walking back to your supposed home.
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After shutting the door, you sit in the dining room. You just stared at the letter for sometime but you're not sure why, something felt off like..you weren't supposed to be here. Now that you think about it, what other home were you thinking about? This has been your home for years. You shake your head at the odd thoughts that plague your mind as you focus on the task at hand, the gold envelope on the table that you've been staring at for the past minute now.
Your hands were a bit shaky, you felt nervous for some reason like one wrong move opening the envelope and you would just explode. But nonetheless you opened the envelope. With the envelope now open, as the letter is in your hands.
You would begin to read the letter :
"My dearest hero,
My apologies for such a late response, but I've been getting word of an ongoing problem you're facing. That has caused you to stay in your home for days.
Just know, I'm always here to talk if you need. Just because you think I'm busy with my royal duty or trying to make peace between our nations doesn't mean I'll just neglect a friend in need. That..outburst you had where you were curled up in the fetal position and just kept mumbling out that you weren't supposed to be here. The others tried to help but you just got more scared with each passing minute.
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Practice Writing
Random˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ I'll post old, and new writing I either wrote or am currently writing on. Please give me advice on how to improve, and don't give me hateful comments that won't help me improve. Since it takes a lot of courage for me to post my writing...
