legend of zelda ocarina of time rom Mind Shadows of Kakariko

It was a much more stern time in the history of Hyrule; a time when a younger form of the kingdom regarded offenders of the law as refuse to be cast aside. Not a century after the formation of Hyrule, the Shiekah - the guardians of the royal family - were to be given permissions in the realm of punishment and imprisonment. They would be granted authority to deal with criminals under the spoken (and highly open for speculation) constitution of Hylian law. In these Hyrulian dark ages, those who would violate the laws of the land were handled abruptly and harshly, as the Shiekah were, at the time, an entitled and highly powerful extension of the Royal family's sword.

In the shadows, in secretly built rooms of untold horror and agony, the convicted would be chained, bound, flogged, burned, dissolved, poisoned, starved, worked to the beat of a drum and in all other ways tormented and tortured for their offenses. Though the possibilities of excruciation were nigh endless, culturally, the favorite punishment implemented by the Shiekah executioners was the crucifix, whereupon the condemned beings would be chained by the wrists to have their hands sawed off by flame-bathed blade. The cauterization thus would prevent exsanguination and add a dimension of pain to the slow, torturous starvation that would follow. The multitude of hands that built up on such chambers would never be taken from the room, as sanitation then was dually unknown and not of concern.

These horrors would continue for centuries more before certain depths of enlightenment would rid Hyrule of its bloodthirst. As the abolition of torture shed light upon the land, the chamber beneath the well was sealed and the evil that took place there ultimately was forgotten; the souls left behind doomed to wander and contort in the misery of defeat, fearful and ferocious apparitions bound by hate, fear, and hunger.

No words of the misdeeds of the kingdom had been spoken. Whether the silence was warranted by the vows of the Shiekah or the mere waxing and waning of history, there was no way for the future residents of Hyrule to know of the stained past of their home, though those who would wander to the dark corners of the ruined relics of history would find, for themselves, the madness and terror that had left its mark.

Such a shining paragon of hope and order is Hyrule. You'd find many beings from many races who would gladly claim their steadfast adhesion to such ideals, and one would think no further into the matter, and it would be safe to assume that such an untouchable bastion of good could harbor no ill thoughts. The town marketplace could easily be referred to as the hub of true true, jovial Hyrulian good nature; what harm could possibly befall a place so utopian and secure?

On the contrary, however, anybody who enters any degree of existential quandary while charged with the task of defending such an untouchable place as Hyrule Castle could become wary of the nearly oxymoronic occupation which said person might hold. One might start to long for some salt to the boring "boiled potato" lifestyle presented by this career, and the aspect of any amount of conflict or discord might become oddly intriguing, and if allowed, unchecked, to dwell on thoughts such as these, ideals might form in one's mind, and favoring a more bleak world ever becomes more possible. Turmoil, chaos, possibly even terror would all seem just a small degree more attractive. Terror. That becomes most interesting indeed, anything that could send a more sane man reeling in the bowls of a red nightmare; perhaps something more than natural, past natural, perhaps even having become ethereal.

Imagine, if you will, that the scenario explained above describes you. Take your mind into the words written for you to process, and apply them to your innermost imaginative workings and make the feelings your own. Boredom and a constant questioning of all you've come to know begin to nag at you incessantly and once "dark clouds" start to gather, and a "cold wind" blows in from the southern lands, you are in no way dissuaded from your interest in this odd change of events. You are, in essence, seeing your desires realized before your eyes.

As a man on a black horse and his personal guard are allowed on royal decree to ride through the marketplace, past your pathetic storage room of a post, you see his intent in his eyes, and you know that perhaps there is hope that your dull and meaningless life may in fact soon gather an amount of interest great enough to distract you. In his dealings with the king, you see him and his woman warriors more often and in greater number until one day, with fire and rain the city falls in an ambush that all but completely wipes your race from the map.

You are able to escape, and after some months the castle is torn asunder and a new, higher, sharper tower is erected, and you know that if you are to truly follow your desires, you need look no further than this new fortress. After a harrowing and truly terrifying witnessing of the annexation of Kakariko Village, you muster the courage to approach this great and terrible new King, and you pledge yourself to him, and like a rich man who pities the beggar, he offers you a duty; one that, after explaining your ideals to your new lord, would indeed keep your bleak interests entertained, and his soldiers safe from attack that may or may not have a matched defense. You are essentially conscripted as the soul member of a task force dedicated to the control of Poes, who greatly terrify your new allies. Before, however, he allows you to go about your business, he places a curse on you. He robs you of your mortal soul, thus granting you necromancy for leverage with your new undead enemies, and in doing so disfigures you past human tolerance, forcing you to conceal yourself beneath a shroud.

It is stated in Standardized Hylian lore that three divine goddesses descended upon our plane and bestowed upon it Structure, Life, and Wisdom. They came from the heavens and with their respective divine powers, they shaped the land upon which we now find ourselves residing. It's also their belief that when the goddesses left the Earth, they left behind a mystic power known as the triforce. The triforce was proof positive for the people of Hyrule that the goddesses existed, and they deemed each of the pieces of triforce be dedicated to each goddess, though according to this theory, the fact that there are three pieces as well as gods is seen as coincidence in scientific circles.

The belief that the goddesses came from heaven isn't too far from the mark, as it is believed by those who wish to further rationalize the origin stories that the triforce is actually the device they used to travel either between dimensions or through time or space. The fact that the triforce is seen as a key to the "sacred realm" is also not far from the views of the scientific scrutiny of the Hylian religion. Since those who believe think that the triforce will grant them the ability to transcend time and gain all power haven't seen its potential, but rather have only heard of it is an astounding coincidence, or possibly even an astute guess. The great minds of the time of Hylia's inception were primitive in that they sought spiritual truth rather than scientific truth, the similarities are truly shocking. 

The scientists who first proposed this idea thought hard about the language barrier between our time and the time of ancient Hyrule. Since the Hylian language has undergone a few noteworthy changes since the ancient times, misinterpretation and mistranslation has been taken into account and it has even been proposed that they weren't even goddesses at all, but rather ornate and likely awe inspiring craft designed to pierce heaven's vale or even the barrier of reality itself. To many ancient peoples, beauty was seen as a solely feminine trait and it is seemingly easy to see why they would have seen a sleek space craft as female.

Din granted the Earth its bedrock. It could have been a highly powerful planetary dredge machine, not unlike the powerful sediment pumps used by Princes in developing middle eastern countries to create islands, to group together billions or possibly trillions of tons of stone and minerals into the emptiness of space. Imagine that the amount of energy it would take for something to lift mountains and place them gently upon the face of the earth. The output required to keep such a great craft aloft would surely be visible and could quite possibly be interpreted as strong and flaming arms, especially if the propulsion system were mounted in rows upon wings.

Farore gave the Earth its life, and all the green things that would cover the rock. The people of these times may have taken a terraforming dirigible (or other variant of slow moving and gently propelled craft designed to place plant life and water for life to gain a foothold) as a divine and kind goddess responsible for fertility.

Nayru granted the life forms wisdom and reason. The primitive peoples of Hyrule may have been in a tribal state when Nayru first came to them. Nayru may well have been the only true being that they witnessed. Again, as many would assume, a species whose intelligence is cosmic would likely be -- if in possession of physical form at all -- slender and fair, likely also being seen as female. This being may have been there to show the peoples of Hyrule how to pull metal from the earth, and how to use values of numbers to gain insight into the invisible. Perhaps they needed an intelligent work force to help create a holding area for the portal ('triforce') back to their land due to economic decline on their own planet, etc.

A question could understandably be raised from this assumption: "how were the peoples of Hyrule there to witness this happening?". It is never mentioned whether all the goddesses were doing their jobs at once. If that had been, then the bedrock could have been laid down, where-after Farore could place the beings upon it and grant them plant life, where then Nayru could give them wisdom to witness Din finishing off the planet's features with mountains and valleys.

Alas, this is merely, and will ever remain to be merely a theory. Open to speculation by great minds throughout time. But who knows. Maybe one day we will have the wherewithal to muster a trip to the other side. What would they see in us? And how will they tell their children about it?