Right Under My Nose

Waking of Friday, April 14, 2017 ~ 2

Right Under My Nose

I reset my Sheikah Slate’s sensor to look for shrines again, and heard the beeping.

Oh yes, I thought—I’d forgotten. There was a shrine very near here that I’d been too preoccupied to go after before.

Well, if I couldn’t get Tye and Sorelia to look at my flowers, maybe I’d just go claim whatever shrine that was while I was here; it didn’t sound too far off.

Behind Tye and Sorelia’s camp there was a rolling hill studded with trees and peppered with chest-high grassy hillocks or raised mounds of earth like miniature plateaus. Strange geology, and with tempting little herbs and mushrooms springing out of the ground between them, leading a neat little path into the unknown shade of the woods....

I’d always thought it stank of ambush, and so had never ventured into it.

Then again, the biggest dangers in the area already seemed to gravitate to Tye and Sorelia’s place, so.... perhaps I was worrying over nothing.

Besides, the shrine was that way.

I went in.

The scariest thing I saw was an encirclement of br—oh wow, really? I didn’t think “encirclement” was a real word. That’s cool. Thanks, Word.

The scariest thing I saw.... was an encirclement of briars surrounding a large, flat stone covered with moss. With another rock on top of it.

I could guess what was hiding under there....

I climbed a tree to drop into the middle of the briars, overturned the rock, and out popped a Korok.

They are.... spritely little fellows. Such a childlike exuberance and playful spirit. Like the whole world is a game.

He gave a little cheer like they do, said, “You found me!” and gave me a Korok seed.

That’s another to trade to Mr. Hestu if I find him again.

I pressed on through the woods. The environment was tight, to be sure, but nothing jumped out at me. Actually I thought I could hear something.... something pleasant....

Like music....

With.... a flute? Playing Mi-Fa-La-So—

WHAT.

And an underlying guitar—THIS WAS THE STABLE MUSIC—?

I stepped out of the trees, down from the hill, and there it was. High horse-head canopy, little fence posts, people walking around—

And Kass was there. Kass the bird-man, gently swaying as he played a sweet counterpoint on his accordion.

What was....?

Was this for real?

Had this been here the entire time?

Where the heck was I?

Probably looking for Mei.