[ Akua's swan-like form kicked itself from the water, gliding to another part of the spring, when Link says he doesn't have any fruit, or seeds. Things that a normal swan would like perhaps, but it's almost endearing, how he is still trying to please even a swan.
Which says a lot, that she still does not understand some realities about him. The swan observed him, for just a moment, her dark head tipped, curiously, before she finally settled above a low stone, and the moment Link happened to turn away — ]
I can assure you, dearest, if I wished for bread, it would not be handed down.
[ She transformed, almost at the drop of a hat. One moment, a bird, and the next... a woman, up to her chin in the heated water. ]
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Which says a lot, that she still does not understand some realities about him. The swan observed him, for just a moment, her dark head tipped, curiously, before she finally settled above a low stone, and the moment Link happened to turn away — ]
I can assure you, dearest, if I wished for bread, it would not be handed down.
[ She transformed, almost at the drop of a hat. One moment, a bird, and the next... a woman, up to her chin in the heated water. ]