Pirates!!! They r cool!!! And so I hope u like this story, people!! l/z 4-
evah!! They rule, and I hope this story will 2!!
Btw, even though this story is called "Gypsy" it is mostly about pirates!!!
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Princess Zelda sat in her tower, humming softly to herself. It was mid-evening, and Hyrule was just beginning to settle home from a long, tiring day. She walked out onto her balcony, staring with pleasure at the view.
Then the sound of musical notes wafted up towards her, and curiously she looked for the source of the noise. It was very enchanting, and she simply had to know who was playing it. But she knew it would be near to impossible to convince her father to let her go out at this time of evening.
Zelda crept down her stairway and turned to the left. There was a passageway there that her nursemaid, Impa, had shown her. It would land her behind a large tree outside the moat, and that would lead her into town.
She knew the commoners knew nothing of her curfew; and therefore would not be surprised to see her. Eventually, Zelda managed to make her way into the middle of the town, surrounded by dozens of peasants.
As they lay their eyes on her, the commoners bowed and gave respectful comments. The princess barely heard them, her ears still straining to find the source of that bouncing rhythm.
Zelda heard the music getting closer. Little did she know that the next two steps she took would change her life forever. Well, she took them and then smiled broadly at what she saw.
A young boy was dancing about in the street, frampling a tambourine and dodging the path of a small dog that was bouncing about at his feet. There was a large, green hat in front of them on the ground, and the occasional person dropped a few coins inside.
Then the princess looked up and saw a man sitting on an upside-down crate, playing an ocarina. His eyes were a deep blue color, and golden hair was hanging over his shoulders, and some of it into his eyes. He wore two earrings on each ear, and donned several bracelets and rings.
'Gypsies!' Zelda thought a few moments later. She smiled briefly, then wondered if she should've. Her father didn't approve much of gypsies.
Suddenly, the ocarina player's eyes lifted from the dog to Zelda, and the sudden eye contact made them both jump. They stared at each other for a few more seconds, the sound of the ocarina suddenly dying away.
Once he realized that the man had stopped playing, the boy stopped dancing. He followed the musician's gaze, and his jaw dropped. Then he followed his first instincts: he ran away as fast as he could; the dog close to his sides.
Clumsily, the ocarina player got to his feet and tried to move for the hat he'd left on the ground for money.
"No please, don't go!" Zelda begged him, walking closer. He stopped, still positioned to get up and run. The princess seemed out of ideas for words. "I.well you see, I heard you playing, and I just had to find out who it was, and I.I."
"Link," said the man, bowing deeply. "And now that you know my name, I suppose you'll be hastening for my arrest."
"Of course not!" Zelda cried. Link raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. "Th-that is.well you see, I often find my father to be a little rough on Gypsies.he says unjust things about them. But I see only people trying to make their way through the world, just like anyone else." Did she really think that? Of course.
Grinning, Link bowed again. "Thank you your highness, for your words. It is nice to know that there are some who don't find us as robbers from the others. Like some."
They stood there silently, staring at each other again. Zelda's heart was beating rapidly. If her father found out, he'd be furious for not reporting gypsies to him at once. He despised them. Tortured them, even. A long time ago, Zelda had believed that he was doing justice to Hyrule. But that was until Impa had given her the gypsy's point of view, and that changed the little princess's mind entirely.
"I hear that gypsies often travel around the country," Zelda said slowly, inching closer. "How long are you planning on staying in this.area?"
Link shrugged. "I dunno. We usually linger for a couple days, then go onto the next town. So I'm guessing we'll be here for another two or three days."
"I see," Zelda said. Another silence. "Is.that an ocarina you're playing?"
"Yes," Link answered. "Had it ever since as long as I can remember."
Zelda jumped when a nearby clock struck ten o'clock. She slowly began backing up. "I believe that I should be going home now."
Link bowed, and the princess walked quickly back to the castle.
'He doesn't seem like such a bad man,' she thought to herself. The princess grinned, finding her way back to the secret passge. 'I do hope that I'll see him again!"
But she probably wouldn't, Zelda thought, as she undressed and got into her bed. She met people on the streets every day, talked with them, then never saw them again. But he seemed so different.
She'd just have to hope for the best.
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well, my first chapters r always short, so they'll get longer!! Plz review!!!!!!
Btw, even though this story is called "Gypsy" it is mostly about pirates!!!
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Princess Zelda sat in her tower, humming softly to herself. It was mid-evening, and Hyrule was just beginning to settle home from a long, tiring day. She walked out onto her balcony, staring with pleasure at the view.
Then the sound of musical notes wafted up towards her, and curiously she looked for the source of the noise. It was very enchanting, and she simply had to know who was playing it. But she knew it would be near to impossible to convince her father to let her go out at this time of evening.
Zelda crept down her stairway and turned to the left. There was a passageway there that her nursemaid, Impa, had shown her. It would land her behind a large tree outside the moat, and that would lead her into town.
She knew the commoners knew nothing of her curfew; and therefore would not be surprised to see her. Eventually, Zelda managed to make her way into the middle of the town, surrounded by dozens of peasants.
As they lay their eyes on her, the commoners bowed and gave respectful comments. The princess barely heard them, her ears still straining to find the source of that bouncing rhythm.
Zelda heard the music getting closer. Little did she know that the next two steps she took would change her life forever. Well, she took them and then smiled broadly at what she saw.
A young boy was dancing about in the street, frampling a tambourine and dodging the path of a small dog that was bouncing about at his feet. There was a large, green hat in front of them on the ground, and the occasional person dropped a few coins inside.
Then the princess looked up and saw a man sitting on an upside-down crate, playing an ocarina. His eyes were a deep blue color, and golden hair was hanging over his shoulders, and some of it into his eyes. He wore two earrings on each ear, and donned several bracelets and rings.
'Gypsies!' Zelda thought a few moments later. She smiled briefly, then wondered if she should've. Her father didn't approve much of gypsies.
Suddenly, the ocarina player's eyes lifted from the dog to Zelda, and the sudden eye contact made them both jump. They stared at each other for a few more seconds, the sound of the ocarina suddenly dying away.
Once he realized that the man had stopped playing, the boy stopped dancing. He followed the musician's gaze, and his jaw dropped. Then he followed his first instincts: he ran away as fast as he could; the dog close to his sides.
Clumsily, the ocarina player got to his feet and tried to move for the hat he'd left on the ground for money.
"No please, don't go!" Zelda begged him, walking closer. He stopped, still positioned to get up and run. The princess seemed out of ideas for words. "I.well you see, I heard you playing, and I just had to find out who it was, and I.I."
"Link," said the man, bowing deeply. "And now that you know my name, I suppose you'll be hastening for my arrest."
"Of course not!" Zelda cried. Link raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised. "Th-that is.well you see, I often find my father to be a little rough on Gypsies.he says unjust things about them. But I see only people trying to make their way through the world, just like anyone else." Did she really think that? Of course.
Grinning, Link bowed again. "Thank you your highness, for your words. It is nice to know that there are some who don't find us as robbers from the others. Like some."
They stood there silently, staring at each other again. Zelda's heart was beating rapidly. If her father found out, he'd be furious for not reporting gypsies to him at once. He despised them. Tortured them, even. A long time ago, Zelda had believed that he was doing justice to Hyrule. But that was until Impa had given her the gypsy's point of view, and that changed the little princess's mind entirely.
"I hear that gypsies often travel around the country," Zelda said slowly, inching closer. "How long are you planning on staying in this.area?"
Link shrugged. "I dunno. We usually linger for a couple days, then go onto the next town. So I'm guessing we'll be here for another two or three days."
"I see," Zelda said. Another silence. "Is.that an ocarina you're playing?"
"Yes," Link answered. "Had it ever since as long as I can remember."
Zelda jumped when a nearby clock struck ten o'clock. She slowly began backing up. "I believe that I should be going home now."
Link bowed, and the princess walked quickly back to the castle.
'He doesn't seem like such a bad man,' she thought to herself. The princess grinned, finding her way back to the secret passge. 'I do hope that I'll see him again!"
But she probably wouldn't, Zelda thought, as she undressed and got into her bed. She met people on the streets every day, talked with them, then never saw them again. But he seemed so different.
She'd just have to hope for the best.
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well, my first chapters r always short, so they'll get longer!! Plz review!!!!!!