The sky was large, the dome seeming to stretch as far as it could reach, as the stars and the main celestial body, the Moon, seemed themselves to shine brighter than if you were before the sun.

The only distraction this quiet night, the only thing that would make you at least look away from the night sky's awesome visage for a few seconds, was a young boy, laying on the grass, back propped up by means of a rock. He had a dreamy smile on his face as he looked up into the heavens above, hands behind his head to cushion it, aided in that manner by the bandage on his right hand.

However, this boy soon paled in comparison to a strange event happening this night, a phenomenon that, to some, would mean a harbringer of what would soon occur in this magnificent land of Hyrule.

The brightest stars that night, six in all, were arranged in a pattern like that of two perfect equilateral triangles, each one a mirror image of the other. At the tops of the triangles, the star there seemed to be red in color, while at the corners, blue and green, seeming as if the Goddesses, along with another force possibly, were up there.

This peculiar sight was not to last, it seemed, as the stars began to move, chasing each other, and once the two same colored stars met, all six began to fight with the star they were a mirror of. To many, it would be a mystifying, no, awe-inspiring sight to behold, the stars as they continued to confront one another for some reason mere mortals were not to comprehend, at least, not yet.

The boy, if one still noticed him by now, had changed, now looking up there with his total attention, his bandaged right hand glowing with a green color, as did his eyes. He was absorbed entirely in this heavenly altercation, but not for reasons many would expect, as everything is not always what it seems.

The fight continued, until all but half of the stars remained, but due to the complexity and speed of this sight, it could not be said which three, or even if they began int eh same group.

With this, the boy shivered for a moment, before collapsing on the ground. The bandage's glow slowly died down, and once it did, the boy's body convulsed violently, before settling back to normal on the grass under him.

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The room was dark, as it always was, the only light in the room hit the table, as bare as a desert. There was a single chair pulled up to the table, looking as if it had been used, and it had.

A man, or a boy, or anything else, sat in that chair, waving their hand over the table as they did so. Now, the table was set, with a large three-dimensional map on it, as if a scale model of the land that we all know and love was custom made for it.

To show its difference from any other model, above it had a simulated sky, just now finishing the earlier event that had happened in the true land. A humanoid figure, under the sky's little phenomenon, fell over much like the boy had.

Just as I rolled.