The wind stirrs the fallen leaves across the broken stone path, ruffling through Zelda's dress. Hyrule Castle sat in a deathly fog high above, a once proud kingdom, now an ominous shadow. A cold, hallow breeze drifted in the air, as if drawn into the darkness. Zelda stood defiant, piercing the haze with a freezing stare.
"Bring it on, filth"

Drawn with pencil then edited with pixlr
Bonus Drawing lol

*me tryna be cool first try ha*


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