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⠀ ❪ It was unintentional and sudden, but she collapsed on her knees, wavy hair covering her eyes while her nails dug into the fabric of her dress. Annora’s voice was but a whisper. ❫ 〝 I miss them so much…I feel so lonely without them. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora averted her gaze a little. ❫ 〝 It was carried through generations, my great great grandparents were Zonai. My mother was Hylian, my father was Zonai. 〞 ❪ Was…where were they now? ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ She’s 5’9. Tall lady. ❫ ⠀

⚡KRACKO There’s one thing she absolutely hates and that’s feeling trapped, she has claustrophobia too 🥀

⠀ ❪ Looking away, having a shy smile that was mostly covered by her long hair. ❫ 〝 Thanks… 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ She’s more of a tactile person, but she’s respectful. Annora tilted her head in his direction, shyly flexing one of her biceps. Dang, okay sis. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ She can’t see ‘em. 🥀 ❫ ⠀

Seductive what…? 😟

⚡KRACKO She can drag one by the mane, maybe suplex it, but never really did it Never had a reason to!

⚡KRACKO btw Annora can fight off a whole Lynel

⠀ 〝 The pleasure is mine… 〞 ❪ Annora straightened back up, fixing up her bangs before responding again. ❫ 〝 It didn’t startle me, I knew you were nearby. I was able to hear your footsteps. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora silently took a seat on a nearby stone, hands in her lap as she closed her eyes for a moment. Her ears twitched at every sound, her silence acting as a calming presence. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora was at a suitable distance from him, she sensed something was off before she even spoke to him. The woman nodded slowly. ❫ 〝 I’ll leave you be. 〞 ⠀

⠀ 〝 Are you okay, Kael…? 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora stood before a swinging target, eyes closed as she took in the turbulence of wind the target caused, sword at the ready. She’s waiting for the perfect time to swing. ❫ ⠀

Ch-Chest…? Who brought that up?

⠀ ❪ Annora nodded humbly. While she may be able to manage VERY well herself, there are moments where obstacles can disrupt her movements, creating an opening. ❫ 〝 Thank you, Kael. I’ll keep note of this. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora sensed a familiar tiredness from him, the type that came from light sleep that could only give temporary relief. She’d let him relax, continuing to play the song. The woman felt her eyes burn slightly, the song brought so many bittersweet memories. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora began to play a melody, it was from a song her mother used to sing to her when she was a child, terrified by seeing only pure darkness. The sound of it was soothing, each plucked string releasing a sweet sounding note. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora bowed almost immediately before speaking, showing respect for the Zonai even when nerves shown. Though, her voice remained steady. ❫ 〝 Annora, Annora Silverthorne. 〞 ⠀

「 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌. . .𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏.ᐣ 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚.ᐣ 」 —— RANDALL D. RERID —— 「 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐, 𝑪𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒆. 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 」

⠀ ❪ A soft chuckle, slender fingers running across the strings. Annora memorized each note and knows the placement of each string. When she plucked one string, it vibrated with a faint glow. ❫ 〝 Perhaps soon… 〞 ⠀

⠀ 〝 How humble… 〞 ❪ Annora murmured to herself, remaining seated as he took a few steps closer. She didn’t feel overwhelmed, rather, she felt calm. Her nerves were little to none. Eventually, she sheathed her blade and lifted a Lyre from a nearby stone. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ Silently brushing her hair. ❫ ⠀

⚡KRACKO funnily enough I know some German So I know what “Wo bin ich” means

⠀ ❪ Annora nodded in agreement, a small smile on her lips. She didn’t mind the questions and being forgiving, didn’t hold any mistakes against him, she knew they were unintended. It was just that dull ache trying to return. ❫ 〝 Yes, my Great Great grandparents were Zonai. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora nodded in understanding, lifting her head to him again before responding. She had a tendency to take things wrongly, so she answered his questions calmly. Her eyes…they held something powerful. ❫ 〝 Some refer to me as lady, I do not mind. And I’m of Zonai descent, born blind. 〞 ⠀

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⠀ ❪ The genuineness in his response made her relax a little, the pain in her chest alleviating as the grip on her sword loosened a little. Her head turned in his direction, worry flickering in her eyes as she responded. ❫ 〝 Sorry to hear that… 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ Her slightly Zonai features were very apparent, one could see it in her white lashes, ears, and nose. Only very little are aware of the crest hidden on her back. But her nerves, they were too visible to ignore. A respectful nod, lowering her head a little. ❫ 〝 Thank you. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ After a few moments, the song ended gently, the glow of the lyre strings dissipating once she stopped plucking them, slowly laying it on her lap as a bird landed on her shoulder, preening itself. The guiding light swirled in front of her pitch black sight, guiding her to the +

⠀ ❪ Annora’s eyes flicked away as her ears lowered subtly, feeling a familiar pain in her chest. She struggled to decipher whether or not it was meant to hurt, used to the question being asked in a mocking manner. The woman responded, hesitant. ❫ 〝 Sound. I can hear the turbulence of +

⠀ ❪ Annora didn’t see anything, but she knew something entered her system, staggering back as she began to cough a little. Then…she froze, ears drooping as she heard the mocking laughter of children and adults alike, she could have sworn she felt a violent shove too. +

⠀ ❪ The woman nodded in acknowledgment, glassed over hues looking in his direction. Her bright blue eyes appeared to be shaking horizontally, accompanied by her wandering gaze. She seemed blind. ❫ 〝 I’m Annora, it’s nice to meet you as well. 〞 ⠀

Is it better without me?

⠀ ❪ Kinda just…in deep thought, sitting in the grass and staring at the sky as her Loftwing stood guard. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ Ears twitched, hearing his footsteps before his voice. The woman turned in his direction as she spoke calmly, a hand resting on the hilt as she nodded at him. ❫ 〝 Thank you. 〞 ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora took a few deep breaths, some being choked by her sobs as her hands trembled slightly. After a moment, she managed to speak. ❫ 〝 Sorry…I-I’m blind. I’ve never been comforted before. I—I was mocked relentlessly as a child, they laughed at my task to become a warrior. I lacked friends. 〞 ⠀

⠀ 〝 I understand. 〞 ❪ Annora responded gently, lowering her hand after shaking his. She felt a pang of pain in her chest, but brushed it off. The past..is in the past. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ As she sung and swayed left and right to the melody, her ears flicked in his direction, sensing another presence. But she continued to play her song, her voice was strong, yet gentle. It drew the attention of nearby fauna. ❫ ⠀

⠀ 〝 I wouldn’t mind giving you a handshake. 〞 ❪ Annora softly responded, slowly reaching forward until she grasped his hand to shake it firmly. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ The woman looked over in his direction almost immediately, holding the blade close to her side. She could barely stand, unsteady on her feet and her chest heaved with heavy breathing. There was a nasty scratch on her arm and her ankle looked stiff and swollen, not a good sight. ❫ +

⠀ ❪ A respectful bow as she responded, brushing the bangs away from her eyes. ❫ 〝 Annora Silverthorne. A pleasure to meet you, Kael. 〞 ⠀

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⠀ ❪ Annora looked away and lowered her head, tears flowing down her cheeks as she sighed shakily. When he wrapped his arms around her in comfort, she tensed a little, not used to it. She wanted to speak, but nothing could leave her mouth. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ Annora looked in his direction, a waterfall’s worth of tears building up in her eyes as they carried pain and feelings of worthlessness. They were unfocused, as if she was seeing through him. ❫ ⠀

⠀ 〝 I’m okay… 〞 ❪ She said that more to herself than him, shoulders shaking slightly. ❫ ⠀