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In the blessed land thus known as Hyrule dwelled a secret race of heathen people known as the Nightshade. These people, beautiful and mysterious, had never been sighted before by mortal eye. Their skin was as pale as moonlight, and their eyes and hair were as black as midnight. They stood taller than most common races of people and excelled at nearly every profession that one wishes to aquire. One would say that they were perfect in every way.
These perfect people watched Hyrule, never venturing into the common peoples` business. They lived in deep secret in the Unknown part of the Lost Woods, and there they dwelled, gaining power and gathering energy until their appointed time had come.

On the Eve of the Princess of Hyrule`s 17 birthday, the time came...


The princess strode about that night on her ivory horse, enjoying the fresh air and scenery of the castle grounds in spring time. Flowers burst forth radiatingly, crickets chirped, and the warm breeze played with the fresh green leaves on the trees. It was too beautiful to behold; but as it became late, Zelda took her horse to one of the guards to be put away and went inside, unaware of the eyes which watched her so intently.
Upon coming inside and heading up the many corridors and stairs to her bed chamber, she went out onto her balcony to enjoy the beauty of it all once more. Her beauty against the beauty of that night could not be explained in words fathomable to mortal tongue. Her cheeks bore a slight blush from the fresh air, and her sapphire eyes dazzled with delight.

"You indeed look very beautiful tonight, Princess Zelda."

The princess spun around at the sound of the man`s voice.

"Wh-who?" was all she managed to utter.

The mysterious figure clad in all black came out of the shadows. He was a tall man with black hair and black eyes. In his hand, he held a fresh red rose.

Princess Zelda backed up against the balcony railing as he approached. The man held out the rose to the princess, which she hesitated to accept.

"Take it," he insisted. "Consider it a birthday present from my kingdom."

"Who are you?' she asked.

With that, he took his long black cloak and spun it around himself and disappeared.

Zelda gasped, but not sensing a body, she picked up the tender rose which had fallen to the ground, and went inside thinking of what had happened, not realizing that she was being followed by an invisible man who hid under his magical cloak.