Ever After High: The Legend of Zelda
When I was nine, two of my dream mentors, madame Jane and madame Charlotte, took me to see the Lady of the Lake.
I have always had very vivid dreams. When I closed my eyes I was able to astral travel the world or witness famous stories in my lucid dreams. Everything seemed so real. The smells, the touch, even the taste. But it wasn't. It was just my mind playing games and showing images. It was still wonderful, at day I was a plain girl but at night I was the hero visiting places no one else could see. From mystical Atlantis to Dickensonian London I saw them all. Or at least those I learned about, because there were so many stories to explore. From books to movies to music to comics to jokes.
For some reasons there were always three persons that manifested almost always. I figured those were parts of my own subconciousness but it was cool to be able to talk to them. One was an old Chinese man dressed as a scholar but with vast knowledge of martial arts. This dreamy kung-fu master from my imagination wanted to be called sifu Wu. Then there were two women who offered advices and showed me some dream tricks as I called it.
„It's time we showed you mirror magic," said Charlotte as I entered a beautiful meadow with many flowers and a mushroom circle where some pixies played tag. The air was filled with sweet dew of forest strawberries and spring flowers. I got excited as always when they wanted to show me something new. "First we start at the legend of king Arthur. We are going to meet the Lady of the Lake," spoke Jane in her purple medieval dress.
Mirror magic. It was incredible what could be done with a bit of reflective surface. And the many things that could serve as a mirror. You could work with glass shards, polished black surfaces that doubled as scrying mirrors, metal tablets or even with bowl of water.
Even greater deeds could be done when the bowl was a whole lake inhabited by a magical creature of uncertain demonic or godly origin.
Lady was gorgeous. If the hair of my mentors was flowy, hers was even more so. The strands being colored different shades of blue, white, green and everything in between. It was also constantly moving like a waterfall, falling from her head and ending in foam like curls at her feet. "Amazing," I whispered, unaware I opened my mouth. The specter smiled kindly: "Do you like my hair?"
I jerked my head and hesitantly stopped looking at the specs of light jumping and dancing on her water like hair. The Lake lady came closer and leaned to my face. "You have unusually bright eyes, little one. Let's give them more wonders to see," she said as she was straightening again, „Today you will help me build a new Excalibur." "Really? That's awesome!" The women laughed at my childish excitement, it didn't bother me. I got to be a part of a story. A very well known story and my part is to help the mighty and mysterious water spirit help create one of the most powerful swords. Huzzah!
The next thing I remember is us all standing on a cliff, watching the majestic broad water body. At the tip of the cliff I saw a place with almost no grass, there were several lines. One for runes, one for latin and some other alphabets I didn't know either at all or only scarcely. One line was full of stones of different colours, every stone had its place and they polished surface reflected the small poofy clouds above us.
Next to the stones and letters lay a clay tablet with a carved sketch of a sword. The same image but with colors showed on the lake's surface. The Lady showed me that by touching certain letters or stones I could enlarge, move or otherwise change the picture sword among floating on the waves. She let me add some spikes to the cross guard and gems to the hilt before it was time for her to add some finishing touches.
Then she transformed herself into a puddle and jumped like fountain into the lake and swim towards a big wall of bushes. Soon something rustled in the bushes and out came a tired knight in gilded armor and a purple cape embroidered with gold thread. "Welcome, king Arthur, I know why you came," said Lady of the lake unsurprised by the figure standing in front of her.
"Now," my teachers whispered and I pressed a lapis lazuli, as I did that the water began to boil and bubble and a mighty looking sword has slowly arisen from the water. It was the picture I saw on the water, only it was a fully materialized weapon now.
"Here I present thee the Excalibur, the mightiest weapon anyone has ever seen. Wield it wisely."
The knight (now I knew it was king Arthur) gaped in awe as the sword showed itself, then flew gracefully into his hand. Arthur made a few swings testing Excalibur's weight, kneeling in front of Lady afterwards.