Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch30 by LilleahWest, literature
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Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch30
The last chapter
Chapter 30: The Hero's Fate
Zelda ran across the bridges to Link and stopped a few feet in front of him.
The queen sadly gazed upon the wound to his face but then was taken aback to see his soft smile and the look of calm serenity in his remaining eye.
She came closer and tenderly touched where the demon marks had been, she put a hand around his shoulder to touch where the angel wings once were.
Zelda with tears of relief in her eyes wrapped her arms gently around his shoulders and hugged him.
Link returned the gesture and held her in his loving embrace. As they touched she could feel the bond between them, Zelda smiled
Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch29 by LilleahWest, literature
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Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch29
Chapter 29: Sacred Beast
Chirin's winged form faded away and he fell to this knees holding the wound to his chest, eyes clenched in pain as he tried to calm his breathing for he could feel blood mixing with air in his lungs.
The white winged prince was in serious trouble.
The boy may have avoided the fate he faced in his nightmare but death was still staring him straight in the face.
As Chirin forcefully opened his eyes he found the source of his salvation.
The boy stared in awe at the animal who was not even half the size of its opponent and yet had somehow easily managed to take a bite out of the prince of darkness.
Dragmire stood ho
Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch28 by LilleahWest, literature
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Zelda - The Winged Ones - ch28
Chapter 28: Dragmire
Link and Zelda were in a panic, the dragons were wounded, half the palace was on fire, they could not get to the horses, they were too slow on foot but there wasn't any other choice.
"Oh why, why did he have to go off alone!"
Chirin was far slower than the wyvern but he tore through the air as fast as his wings could carry him fighting the strong headwind of the brewing storm. He lost sight of his target but continued on to lake Hylia for both his dream and his gut instinct told him that is where this fate would unfold.
As the white wings of the prince came into view wind was ripping at the landscape blowing embers f