Malon didn’t draw her crop. Instead, she whistled—a three-note tune her mother taught her. Epona burst from the trees, reared, and kicked the green man’s sword into the river.
Malon thought of Epona’s nicker in the morning. Of her father’s laugh before the market trip. Of the taste of fresh milk after a storm. Download Malon The Legend of Zelda- Master of...
“Home,” she said.