It had been ages since he had last woken up. Seemed like this world once again needed him to guide the chosen heros of fate. He lifted his head and yawned as he stretched his front legs. How long had it been? This he did not know, but he knew that history.. Always repeats itself..
Walking to the entrance of the cave, he gazed upon the land that he had roamed several times before. Although this time it were something different.
Nothing were wrong. He could not sense an evil presence, and he could not see the dark armies from anywhere. The skies were clear and the water were calm.
But why? Why had he been woken if no evil existed?
Walking to the entrance of the cave, he gazed upon the land that he had roamed several times before. Although this time it were something different.
Nothing were wrong. He could not sense an evil presence, and he could not see the dark armies from anywhere. The skies were clear and the water were calm.
But why? Why had he been woken if no evil existed?
Slowly strolling through the calm dark streets, Sono pondered over many things that are and have been. Contemplating his past and why he was back. There must be a reason for it, but it was beyond his comprehension. 
