ZeLink bebe--contest entryIt is a long and glorious tradition in Hyrule that the first-born royal daughter of each generation is to be named Zelda. The voice of the herald rang out from what used to be the market square in Hyrule proper, and the ears of every person gathered there drank in his words as if they were the last drops of water in the midst of a harsh desert. Hyrule, the herald continued, Rejoice! For you now have a new Princess Zelda! Wild cheers broke out at the news, and it was several moments before the herald could speak again. She will be consecrated at the Temple of Time on this day a week hence! All are invited to celebrate the birth of our Princess!~*~*~*~Link cradled the newborn in his arms while his wife slept in the bed beside him. The baby was so perfectsuch tiny fingers, such tiny toes. A mop of hair so golden that it was almost white.
Life or DeathI was dead once. I still remember what it was like, lying there in my cold, dark grave. I remember waking in this death and finding a world in shades of gray, where Money, Power, and Comfort were the gods to be worshipped. I remember walking through this world seeking that which would lead me to those gods by the quickest and easiest path. I learned many things in my death. I learned that mighty Education was the stairway to the gods, but only the twisted education prescribed by the gods themselves would do. I learned that love was a myth, and that intoxicating Lust was the reality. I learned that ideals were for those who desired to condemn themselves to a life of toil and suffering for naught--for those who refused to worship the gods and were thusly punished for their lack of piety.Oh yes, I remember death.But then...then there was this man. I heard his voice on the wind, calling my name.
Valley of ShadowShadows darken my surroundingsAs I struggle through this pit of shameAll Hell's minions dance around meTaunting, pulling me, blocking my wayI walk on, desperately searchingFor the way out of this valley deepWill no one hear my cries of anguish?Now I lay me down to sleep...I slip and fall in the same placeWhere I've fallen many times beforeMy eyes close--too weak to go onThis isn't the life I bargained forI lay here, desperately longingFor a way out of this valley deepWill no one hear my cries of anguish?Now I lay me down to sleep...You could've pulled me to His armsYou could've reached my heart of stoneBut you ignored your Master's promptingAnd left me here to die aloneI lay here, my blood around meStaining the floor of this valley deepNo one helped me in my anguishNow I lay me down to sleep...
In Thy Light...How beautiful was the dayWhen "It is finished!" rang through the skiesWhen the veil was torn from top to bottomAs the earth groaned and shudderedAt what had transpiredHow much more beautiful stillWhen the tomb was found open, emptyWhen He walked the earth again after deathRisen to life by God's own handSending as He was sentBorn into death by receiving lifeBirthed into life by death aloneAshes to ashes, dust to dustSoul free to worship at the foot of God's throneIn Thy light we see light...How incredible was the sightOf dancing tongues of flame--dividedFalling upon those first few as they waitedRushing like a violent windHoly Spirit filledHow much more incredible stillWas the message preached in Jerusalem's squareMen from far and wide, hearing their own tonguesFrom the mouths of GalileansWho knew not the wordsBorn into death by receiving lifeBirthed into life by death aloneAshes to ashes, dust to dustSoul free to worship at the foot of God's throne