This year I am participating in the National Novel Writing Month(NaNoWriMo), which you may have heard of. While trying to come up with ideas, I realized that I had none. I am instead going to attempt a novelization of a video game. This may end up turning into a horrible, horribly long fanfic, but I am going to try and make it to the goal of 50,000 words by the end of the month.

The game I have chosen for this project is The Legend of Zelda: A Link to the Past. It will be based on the general story of the game, but will include some changes along the way to fill up the word count.

Here is a short excerpt

Link was inside of a large hall he did not recognize. The floor was covered with a finely woven silk carpet and walls were decorated with tapestries bearing symbols that were unfamiliar to him. He felt the need to move forward and began to walk toward the end of the grand hall.

What he found there appeared to be a stone altar of some sort, with an inscription. He tried to read it, but was unfamiliar with the language it was written in. He reached with his left hand to touch the words, when the ground began to shake. Behind the altar, the walls were moving apart, revealing a hidden chamber.

The newly opened room was not as long as the hall Link had just walked through, but its ceiling stretched even higher. It was also much brighter. There were tall stained glass windows that shone beautifully with the warm sunlight from outside. Three of these windows were placed near each other on one wall, each panel depicting a unique scene. A grand, red mountain was at the center of one, with a tower that seemed to soar into the sky. Another panel was filled with a clear blue sky that stretched over a vast yellow desert. A third was decorated with an ancient temple surrounded by statues. On the wall opposite these three was a smaller window with the image of a grand forest full of lush greenery amidst a swirling mist that surrounded it completely.

The light from these windows splashed a rainbow of color across the otherwise empty cold, stone chamber. Link noticed that at the center of the room, the light shone through the three larger windows in such a way that they appeared to create a bright triangular shape. At the center of this, he noticed the floor was actually raised. There was something there. Link took a step towards it. Although faint, Link could hear a voice speaking softly.

“…help…”

He turned around to see who it could be, but no one was there. He once again moved toward the center of the chamber, but the light from the windows dimmed and the triangle of light vanished before his eyes. The room was now completely dark, and Link could not see anything.

“Please help me…” he heard the voice speaking to him again. This time, it was louder. It was a soft, gentle voice.

A flash of lightning and crash of thunder awoke Link. He clenched his sheets as he sat up, startled by what he had just dreamt. He noticed that he was not the only one awake. Link’s uncle, Alphon, was not in his bed, and a faint light was peaking in from underneath the door that separated the sleeping quarters from the other half of the small cottage Link shared with his uncle.