FEVER

Waking of Saturday, May 27, 2017 ~ 3

FEVER

There is a really joyous kind of abandon to this game that.... really doesn’t give a fig whether you’re hungry, or low on sleep, or even trying to keep a careful log.

There are colors in the distance, and creatures to behold.

There are hills with other sides to be got to....

Sometimes I forget why I’m writing this.

Sometimes I wonder what I’m even doing.

Part of it is for me. I’m a journaler, I’m a logger, I crave the art of crystalizing experiences within combinations of words—and this is one exciting adventure to take down!

But part of it is still a love letter too. Still one great big reaction comment composed with love to the game’s developers.

Hhhh, I just keep falling into this cycle lately. It goes like this:

1. Plunge into the game for several hours without coming up for air.

2. Jot down a skeleton of notes and then crash.

3. Guardians in all my nightmares.

4. Flesh notes out into proper log entries.

5. Get super caught up in finessing the writing until I think I’ll never catch up to my last save point.

6. Procrastination Oreos.

7. Half-watch David play when it’s not too spoilerish, and if he starts laughing at how few shrines I have compared to him, remind him that I’m still way richer than he is. And I have Zora pants.

8. Ache to play the game again myself.

9. Remember that I’m not writing a friggin’ novel; zoom out, pull back, and gloss over with quicker, easier log entries until I write up to where I am in the game.

10. Repeat.

It drives me.... only a little bit batty.

HuHHH I didn’t want to keep falling into that one; it’s just that I love the game so much. I love to play it. I love running around the world and seeing where the trails lead and rooting out the secrets.

I’d thought to just take smaller bites of the gameplay, to make the logging easier, but....

Oh man....

KNOWING the heaps of self-inflicted homework it would lay on me, and yet.... feeling so full of a glorious lack of concern, and ultimately deciding that.... I didn’t care! —

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It was with the freest, sunniest abandon that I forgot the Hateno House, warped to Zora’s Domain, climbed up into Upland Zorana, and paraglided into the warm, autumnal glow of the north countries. The sweet lush valleys I had so scarcely laid eyes on.

(Which was the same route David used to get into Zora’s Domain, by the by: he Cryonised his way up one of the waterfalls near Toto Lake.

He said he’d tell me some day and now he’s told me and now I’ve recorded it.)

I sailed down into lush grass beneath ruddy trees with golden leaves, where red rocks broke through the surface of the earth in lumps and piles and wild cascades just begging to be jumped and hiked and climbed upon!

Scattered a pack of wolves just to enter that first nearby shrine!

Crossed over beautifully shaded bridges beside towering, romantic waterfalls beneath the cliffs of Zorana!

Trekked westward past the Akkala Parade Ground Ruins!

There were parades here once? :D

Contracted a tiny case of the willies as I looked over the big open square—decided to stay on the road!

All the while the terrible Sheikah Tower patrolled by Guardian Flyers loomed tall and mighty above me to the north....

Threw a bokoblin off a woman named Chabi, who gave me in return.... what some kind of Monster Essence? 8O

Said she got it off a guy named Kilton, who runs some kind of establishment called Fang and Bone, and that it’s only open at night, and it deals in.... all things monster??

She said that essence would go great in any dishes I cooked, but.... I had reservations.

Continued west as the path gained in altitude, and came upon—a diverging of the ways! The bridge north to the tower? Or a paraglider float west to a very near stable?

Briefly felt like Robert Frost! D:

HNNNGGG Decided to lock down the stable first and SO....

Continued west again!

Rescued a couple of sisters from some more bokoblins! How dandy it was to be able to read my enemies’ health-meters!

“I got the Champion’s Tunic!” I had joyed to David.

“Oh!” he gave me a polite smile, “where’d you get it?”

“Impa gave it to me!”

—And his furrowing brow made his eyes narrow at me and he looked confused....

Well where’d he get his Champion’s Tunic?

Continued along the yellowy path!

Found the Foothill Stable and beat the resident shrine!

Cliiiiimmmbed the long road back to the bridge toward the north!

SPORTED WITH SOME BAD GUYS AND FOUND SOME LOVELY WEAPONS!

CROSSED THE BRIDGE TOWARD THE NORTH.... CLOSER TO THE AWFUL TOWER....

Found.... another Stable first! :D The South Akkala Stable!

This was Akkala! I knew it!

Robbie was somewhere close!

And that tower, high up on the red crag, had to have the Akkala map!

Started climbing the red, red rock!

Encountered—

Oh....

Right....

GUARDIAN FLYERS. .__.