Veil of Secrets

In the name of honor

He's been gone for a six months longer then expected. They wave it off as until it's a year Its no use looking, and if he's gone for a year then he's dead already. Yiga soldiers should not need help they say. If they die they die alone and take that defeat in the name of honor.

Honor this or that. It dosen't hold the value of a handful of sand to me. My brother is missing. My twin. My friend. Half of me. The only person I actually have.

Honor can kiss my ass.

I think louder than any other thought as I try and pack lightly while only getting what I'll need. I cover my traditional clothes for fighting with some more common hylian clothes to better blend in with the common people of Hyrule. This should be plenty good enough if all goes well it won't be a long trip anyways.

Just like that I'm out out the window, then the town, then clan territory. I've stepped foot in this awful kingdom there's no turning back now. The early morning sun had started to rise into a harsher light. It was surprising it'd made it this far by the time the sun was high anyway, I'd left pretty late into the night. Cooler morning temperatures turned warm and the bright colors of the hills began to show their saturation. It would be pretty if it weren't a bunch of ups and downs I had to walk for as far as the eye could see. What use was the scenery if it only reminded you how far you had left to go. Good thing was at least the castle was at the center of Hyrule, And not the other end from where our territory was. Thank Demise for the not as far as it could be capital.

By the end of the day I should be over half way done with these hills I kept telling myself as the hours dwindled away. I couldn't help my pace slowing as I refused to stop until night. Night seemed to come all too quickly. With Mokiblins out it would be way to risky to sleep on the ground without being stolen from or killed by those stupid pig trolls. That wouldn't be much of an obstical, but there's no trees. And no inns, sheds, or stables to be seen. So guess I'm walking. Probably for another few hours at least, there's bound to be somewhere near the river which should cut though the middle of all these mini mountains.

And there It was granted it was dawn by the time I made it there but it was better than I expected it to be. A river and a stable with plenty of coming and going people to inside the building. There must be an open inn inside then, they usually come in combos. Better yet past the river no more hills.

Not so good was that going two nights with not a wink of sleep and spending about thirty eight solid hours walking in the sun, in the summer, leaves someone weak. Trying to get to the stable my legs were folding under me as I walked. It was a struggle to keep myself off the ground. But at this point I don't care because a little rest and shade is a few minutes away.

And then I hear a horse running, really fast. For a second there was the beginning of a yell, which I tried to respond to by moving out of the way, but the action and yell got cut short. In my head at least. Considering that I pretty much just got rammed into by a horse.