One blog post a day, go! ~Names_and_Power~
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tsakura_rainSpirit/Power/Courage
Name calling matters.
Or at least, it mattered to Nabooru. Her race was called Gerudo while light-skinned races were "blessed" to be called "Hylian," human, everyone, ever.
She couldn't help it that her people had dark skin.
In her power, Din had made this world. In her courage, Farore had made the LIFE of this world, which was an ever-progressing thing, a project of sorts.
Nabooru, the Gerudo Sage, could see Spirits as a young girl, and always, she had seen motivation like Hylians see color. She heard "motives" in peoples' voices, in their body language, in what they technically and literally said.
So Nabooru needed no one. She could guard the Spirit Temple alone.
Before Twinrova, that is.
Good thing Link showed up, huh?
Name calling matters.
Or at least, it mattered to Nabooru. Her race was called Gerudo while light-skinned races were "blessed" to be called "Hylian," human, everyone, ever.
She couldn't help it that her people had dark skin.
In her power, Din had made this world. In her courage, Farore had made the LIFE of this world, which was an ever-progressing thing, a project of sorts.
Nabooru, the Gerudo Sage, could see Spirits as a young girl, and always, she had seen motivation like Hylians see color. She heard "motives" in peoples' voices, in their body language, in what they technically and literally said.
So Nabooru needed no one. She could guard the Spirit Temple alone.
Before Twinrova, that is.
Good thing Link showed up, huh?
