A Long Road

Waking of Friday, March 3, 2017 ~ 6

A Long Road

Dad has sometimes expounded to me the best method for measuring distance across a landscape: guess the miles to whatever landmark you’re looking at.... and then triple it.

Well, perhaps that one’s more applicable to our native desert here, but....

You get the idea.

The Dueling Peaks looked like a single mountain that had been sliced down the middle, leaving a roughly vertical gash between them, at the bottom of which ran a river.

I don’t know what kind of geology made that, but....

Shut up it’s Hyrule.

I traversed so much road, so many hills, so many ruins, so many grassy plains, and those Dueling Peaks never seemed to come any closer.

Well, yes they did, perhaps.

But.... man.

It was a long way.

And dangerous.

I don’t like it at night. Ever since I’d exited the Oman Au Shrine, I’d found that skeletons come out at night. The skeletons of bokoblins.

Some of them popped out of the earth just as I was scaling a tall, spiry tower, on a grassy hill just south of the road. The spire had a wide, flat top—with a treasure chest on it I discovered!

But it was also away from the skeletons. They did move along after a time, but.... I liked the safety away from them.

I felt like I had when I’d played Ocarina of Time for the first time—I’d wanted to get every single Gold Skulltula, but when I learned they only came out at night.... the time when the skeletal stalchildren came out....

I remembered that feeling of being small and afraid.

I spent the whole desolate night up there. Just looking around. While a lonely red fox sniffed around in the grass below before vanishing back away into its wilderness.

Those peaks sure were a long way off.