Thread: The 'Legend' of Zelda (SnowGlassRoses)

In the end A day of destiny, when the Sages would fulfill the will of Fate, and trap the fiendish desert King within the confines of the Sacred Realm...A day when the Hero of Time would plunge his sword into the hallowed chest of the grinning usurper, for surely no heart lingered beneath his putrid flesh, spilling his cold black blood upon the stolen throne.. A day when Hyrule would be restored to its glory, and when Zelda would be restored to her graceIf that is, she survived to see said day The pads of his fingers pressing against the curve of her hip made her recoil, pressing herself as far back against the stone slate as she could manage. Her hands desperately, but with little force, pressed against the mans shoulders in an effort to push him awayYet, the fair Princess was but a butterflys fluttering against a mountain side...No amount of strength that she could ever summon, would force the wicked Gerudo from his placeHer slender fingertips pushed and curled, with hardly a show of intimacy, her tended nails not sharp enough to place even the smallest scratch upon the man had that been her intentions She wanted him away from herHis searing breath off of her neck..His rough forehead away from her skin...His body gone . His touch was far worse than his words..His threats, or perhaps his assurances, of her eventual murderShe could compose herself easily to fend off his words..But his touch was more menacing than perhaps he realizedHis weight was crushing her, making it more difficult to breatheCausing the young elven blonde to draw in desperate air, her breasts pushing closer to the man, her body curling towards him despite herself.. The few sporadic breaths she savored when he removed himself from her were drawn in vain, for the weight of rusted iron came crashing down upon her form soon after, knocking the breath from her lungs whilst one heavy shackle clashed harshly against the side of her jaw..Her vision became clouded, dots of black and white blurring her sight, dancing before her eyes as she felt her vitalityvanishing. She barely moved when he grasped her leg, yanking it forward nearly with enough force to pop it out of its socket entirelyShe flinched, her beautiful features contorting with the most radiant agony that nobility could muster.. her hands curling against the stone beneath her as she once again began drawing in anxious breaths, perhaps to calm an inner wave of panic threatening to surface With as much effort as it would take to toss a rag doll on its front, Zeldas lovely face was soon pressed down against the stone, her lean backside hoisted up in the air in the manner of some Kakriko harlot, her arms soon twisted backwards to be fastened in the same manner as her ankles..What purpose did these restraints serve other than as visual reminder of her captivity? She would not run without them on..nor would she be any match for him physically had she been blessed with the courage to face himNo, it was simply more amusing to see rendered completely helpless.. And as he shoved her too her feet, she clattered unstably like a foal fresh into the worldHer knees buckling from dizziness, her scalp far too numb from bruises to feel the full pain of his fist buried within her hair Her breasts scraped against the jagged stone of the walls as she was shoved forward, her body throbbing in agony as she lay with her weight against the wall, her eyes closed as she tried to concentrate enough on her prayers so that she would not pass out from the pain But the Goddesses could not even spare her a moment of peace..They had no doubt recoiled in despair from their seeing stones, by the time the sudden lash of the whip cut deeply against Zeldas back. The scream which echoed from her, could be heard throughout the entirety of the palace grounds..Though not one who lingered close by would even twitch their ears in recognition of the tortured cries..Zelda fell to her knees, her forehead pressed against the stones whilst the blood from the fresh lash began trickling down the small of her lily white back My deathwill not spare you from your fate