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It's no use! |
Think about it! |
We ain't sailed |
since we died. |
You call your- |
selves pirates? |
Shameful fools! |
Getting sick the |
moment you set |
sail? It's... |
Oooh... Uhnn... |
It's no use! |
Put 'er ashore! |
Uhhn... |
Aye, aye, sir... |
Oooh... |
S-set anchor... |
Aye, we gotta |
get our sea |
legs. We'll rest |
here a bit. |
At least me ship |
is still at sea. |
I am a seafaring |
man, after all! |
Sittin' inside |
all the time |
made me sick! |
Why? I'm off the |
ship, but I'm |
still reelin'. |
It was too much. |
I can hear me |
body creakin'! |
Is it me, or is |
someone missin'? |
Uhhhn... |
If ya ask me, |
life ashore |
was better. |
Ahoy! Do ya |
remember me? |
Ya found the |
bell for me! |
Thank'ee! |
You keep the |
bell 'til we set |
sail again. If I |
give it to |
Cap'n, he may |
cry again. |
Twinrova called |
Onox and Veran |
forth from the |
darkness. Their |
mission was to |
send the |
Essences of |
Nature and Time |
into chaos, they |
were to hand to |
Twinrova the |
sorrow, depair |
and destruction |
of the people. |
But all has not |
ended yet. |
Twinrova has |
Zelda. Go to |
her, quickly! |
I sense a |
terrible evil... |
< |
The hour |
has come! |
Ho ho ho ho! |
The Flame of |
Despair burns! |
Thanks to Veran |
and Onox, the |
Flames of Sorrow |
and Destruction |
already flicker! |
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