[The camera-sky Sheikah never posts with video. Coming to this place has not made him more eager to show his face to others. Nevertheless, his soft, androgynous voice must be familiar to the network by now, and that's aside from the fact that everything he posts has his username attached.
Well. No bother. There's no need for anonymity on a night like tonight, plagued with disturbing... hallucinations? visions? something of that sort - when he closes his eyes. What he needs is a distraction.]
I fear the prophet is haunting me. [the words are soaked in weariness.]
Someone, share a tale from your world with me. Anything to pass this sleepless night.
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The eye is a symbol loaded with meaning for Sheik. There was the obvious connection to the Sheikah's traditional emblem, which Sheik wore herself, decorated with sharp triangles for lashes and a long, bloody teardrop pouring from its center. But it meant much more beyond that. There's the concept of the mind's eye, not unlike the precognitive talent she had as a child; the figurative "eye" of the Goddesses, who must be watching Sheik even now as they continuously test her faith; the single red eye that Sheik exposes to others while hiding the rest of her boy's face behind cloth and hair...
So which one of these variable meanings ought Sheik attach to the carvings appearing conspicuously around the room? When he saw the first, he'd dismissed it as something left by another scavenger or just another one of the city's numerous mysteries... but he's seeing more of them now, and he's certain at least a few were not there the last time he looked.
"Wait," Sheik says. The young man stops but does not turn to talk to his companion. "Do you see it as well? Whatever it is - illusion or not?"
He glances around the room. Now that he paused to look closer, he isn't noticing any new ones. Or did it just stop momentarily?
Zelda (Sheik) | Ocarina of Time
[The camera-sky Sheikah never posts with video. Coming to this place has not made him more eager to show his face to others. Nevertheless, his soft, androgynous voice must be familiar to the network by now, and that's aside from the fact that everything he posts has his username attached.
Well. No bother. There's no need for anonymity on a night like tonight, plagued with disturbing... hallucinations? visions? something of that sort - when he closes his eyes. What he needs is a distraction.]
I fear the prophet is haunting me. [the words are soaked in weariness.]
Someone, share a tale from your world with me. Anything to pass this sleepless night.
[ 3. (if you prefer action brackets, feel free to switch) ]
The eye is a symbol loaded with meaning for Sheik. There was the obvious connection to the Sheikah's traditional emblem, which Sheik wore herself, decorated with sharp triangles for lashes and a long, bloody teardrop pouring from its center. But it meant much more beyond that. There's the concept of the mind's eye, not unlike the precognitive talent she had as a child; the figurative "eye" of the Goddesses, who must be watching Sheik even now as they continuously test her faith; the single red eye that Sheik exposes to others while hiding the rest of her boy's face behind cloth and hair...
So which one of these variable meanings ought Sheik attach to the carvings appearing conspicuously around the room? When he saw the first, he'd dismissed it as something left by another scavenger or just another one of the city's numerous mysteries... but he's seeing more of them now, and he's certain at least a few were not there the last time he looked.
"Wait," Sheik says. The young man stops but does not turn to talk to his companion. "Do you see it as well? Whatever it is - illusion or not?"
He glances around the room. Now that he paused to look closer, he isn't noticing any new ones. Or did it just stop momentarily?
"...Illusion. It must me some sort of trick."