Zelda is anything but plain, but she will quickly admit that this form - this body of hers, was not the first image of herself. A lithe, feminine mare of moderate height, she is blanketed with swirling shades of blues and purples that mimic the milky ways found in the night sky. Dusted in thousands, if not millions, of tiny glimmering specks that mimic the stars in the night sky and sparkle regardless of what lighting she is in, Zelda would readily admit this current form of her physical being is the image of what mortals imagined her to be. She chose it for herself, but my, one would be hard-pressed to deny the whimsical fantasy mere mortals believed her to appear as.

She is both the mother and the temptress. Zelda positively exudes an air of sinuous beauty, all neatly coiled muscle and tendon wrapped beneath an attractive outer covering. She displays all the classically beautiful traits, including the elegant, arched neck, a delicately carved face, and a curvy, willowy body frame that alludes to the strength and endurance hidden by beauty. Most souls are initially drawn in by how feminine Zelda's body is - full of supple, tempting curves to entice one's senses. Overall a sensual physique, it is coupled with an impressive aesthetic appeal, with a shimmering coat that mimics a clear night sky and curled silken tresses of the brightest white one might have ever seen. Her long, slender legs end in delicate pale and dark blue hooves. Her mane and tail are long. Her mane cascades past her shoulders, tickling along the tops of her forearms. Meanwhile, her tail touches the ground and drags behind her like a regal train as she walks - completing the image of feminine beauty. Despite her dignified appearance, Zelda's mane and tail are almost always an untamable mass of locks. Zelda's mane and tail are nearly absurdly thick, curly, and long. Several curls never seem to fail to fall over her face beguilingly, much to the mare's annoyance.

Paired with her ethereal beauty, Zelda wears an outfit made of silver jewelry and gauzy drapery. Silvery armbands of twisting, curling silver are clasped around the forearms of her front legs, accented by glowing pale blue stones. A plain silver necklace is looped around Zelda's slender neck bearing silver pendants in various shapes of stars. A silver tiara of similarly twisted metal sits atop her skull, accented by a large crescent moon holding a large pale blue stone. A simple veil of a pale blue, translucent material covers Zelda's face as if to conceal celestial beauty; the veil is lined with silver and weighed down by pale blue tear-drop-shaped stones along its bottom edges. A wrap of the same gossamer material is draped over her shoulders, held to her frame by the silver clasps upon her front legs while bearing silver and gemstone trimmings. A thin chain of silver runs over her back, holding another piece of delicate cloth over her hindquarters. This piece is weighed down to her frame by the same pale blue stones that accent her other pieces, but they are far larger than the others.

Even with a veil covering her face, one can see a simple white blaze that cuts down the middle of her face and ends with her top lip. A pair of blowing, pale blue eyes in a similar hue to the gemstones of her outfit peer out from beneath the translucent material that covers Zelda's face. A pair of simple white stockings sit high and blend into the purple hues of her front legs.

Overall, one would be hard-pressed to deny the divine creature in all her splendor.

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ELEGANT - ROMANTIC - INTELLIGENT - AMIABLE - INTUITIVE - COMPASSIONATE

ALOOF - MELANCHOLIC - UNYIELDING - VIGILANT

There are many ways to describe Zelda: a being that exuded a matriarchal, caring aura to those she cared deeply for. A swift, cold dealer of justice if a misdeed had been committed. A yearning, perhaps even somewhat naive, romantic that dared to desire the one thing she could never have. There are truly many facets to the former goddess, many of them Zelda is learning herself as she navigates the mortal realms.

To some, Zelda is a mare made of steel and ice. Distant and haughty behind guarded eyes, some may find it difficult to gauge her upon the first approach - or completely unapproachable altogether. Unyielding in her resolve and unbreakable in the harshest of circumstances, she can be as inhospitable and fierce as the darkest corners of space one could find. Zelda, lacking the skills to be more socially "delicate", is forthright and doesn't lack tact. Despite her occasional social ineptness, Zelda is polite and full of courtly courtesies; she's still fairly pleasant to have a conversation with, but do not expect her to share her secrets. She guards her secrets and her past close to her chest, sharing nothing with no one. This leaves the celestial lady an enigma to most.

Underneath the uncertainty and distrust, Zelda is an empathetic mare who has good intentions in mind.

[ THE BEGINNING ]

"...you are, I think, an evening star, of all the stars, the fairest..."

Zelda couldn't tell you when her "life" began. One day, there was nothing - just a vast and empty silence in a whirling expanse of darkness. Then suddenly light and sounds, and life. She existed as an entity of space; the queen of the moon and all of its affiliations. Mortals of realms both current and lost to history sung praises to her as a goddess of the moon. Was she a god? She had never been certain. But she grew to love the mortals that praised her maternal care and neverending beauty, bringing her gifts as eons passed. Her mortal caretakers came and went as civilizations grew and toppled. Yet, one constant factor remained the same: their love for the goddess of the moon. As her counterparts in her heavenly home meddled in the affairs of mortals - aiding in their wars, their strife, their pain - Zelda refrained. She answered their cries when they were most dire, but otherwise, she kept to her realm in space. She believed, despite her role as a "queen" in the capacity that mortals saw her as, that it was inherently wrong to impose on the affairs of the mortal realms. Their lives were already so short, why cause more pain?

Perhaps it had been destined since the day they had all come into existence, or had grown over the eons of dogged persistence, but Zelda found a kinship to her immortal opposite. A manifestation of the sun and all of its counterparts, they were as much of her polar opposite as well as her better half. A creation of passion, they were certainly more hot-headed and aggressive than Zelda ever was. They tried to follow Zelda's perseverance to abstain from interfering with mortals but often failed. She found their undying loyalty to mortals whose lives passed in the blink of their eyes as...admirable. Their need to protect the ones that worshipped them was both awe-worthy and irrational. Whether it was then that Zelda knew she loved the sun half to her celestial being she did not know. But she knew that without them, she was not whole. With their influence, Zelda's touch became more pronounced in the mortal realms - often existing in sync with her lover, bringing peace and prosperity with their work.

And that was how life went, for a time. A tenuous balance between being the goddess mortals thought she was and keeping peace in the heavenly realms Zelda inhabited. For not all of the celestial beings were content to exist for eternity in peace.

War was brought to her people, fueled and aided by a wrath Zelda was all too familiar with. Another creature of their celestial court, but one that not many of the others harbored favorable feelings for. They were, in theory, the balance to Zelda's abilities. Able to create things from nothing and vanish them with a blink, they were the master of dark matter. The concept of evil and good did not exist in their realm, but...there certainly was a sinister air about them, and there was no denying that they often were the patron of mortals who were greedy and tempestuous. It did not surprise Zelda when they were the driving force behind mortals waging war, but to come for her mortals? That was an unforgivable sin. They did not just come for her mortals, however, as Zelda what the neverending blackness consume the world before them. They had fueled the mortals to war as a distraction as they eradicated the world around the foolish creatures.

A raging inferno stirred within her and the cries of her followers spurred Zelda into joining the chaos. With her sun lover beside her to drive out the darkness, Zelda poured her strength and magic into her mortal conduit in the mortal realm. They would have succeeded if tragedy had not swept Zelda right off her hooves. As she remained tethered to the mortal realm, thus distracted, her sun lover guarded her prone form. The deity of darkness, realizing all would be lost, sought the lovers in an attempt to disarm them. What neither of the lovers could have anticipated, however, was the other deity's eagerness to succeed. Zelda's connection to the mortal realm was tethered as a great pain sliced through her - a pain so great it nearly brought her to her knees, but it was through no wound inflicted upon her. It was the severance of her tie to the Sun that caused her so much suffering. She had just a moment to see her love impaled by the darkness, their fiery glow dying as the black voided eagerly consumed them. The other deity quickly fled, no doubt to push their victory in the mortal realm.

She knew no amount of magic could save her lover and that despite their immortality, they would die. Without a word, she knew what had to be done to save them. As if sensing her despair, her lover smiled despite their shared grief. "Until every last star in the galaxy dies, you have me. This is not a goodbye. Someday we will reunite," they spoke, providing Zelda with the last bit of warmth she'd ever feel again. She wanted to protest - how did they know? How could they be so sure Zelda would be able to find them again? But her words died on her tongue as her lover's light began to die. There was no time. "If I do not find you in this lifetime, I will find you in the next," she swore, choking back a sob. With a watery smile and eyes that danced with promise, her lover let go. She watched their form plummet from the heavens, descending upon the mortal plane to survive. Whether or not they would remember her was unknown, but she knew what had to be done.

Steeling herself with what her people had called courage, she too, plummeted. The heavens could exist without them, but she could not exist without them. As she fell, she assumed the form her worshippers often imagined she appeared as: a delicate mare of swirling hues of blue and purple, glimmering in the dying sunlight. Her anguish fueled the mortal conduits into saving their world, at a price. As Zelda clumsily learned how to navigate the mortal world, she quickly realized her desire to find her soul mate had come with a hefty price. She had no sorcery to protect her, though for a time she retained her immortality. It seemed heavily tied to the magic of each realm Zelda entered. Some lands she remained immortal, forever frozen in time at a youthful age; while other lands stripped it from her, causing her to age as any other mortal would. (Which was most worrisome when one was trying to learn how to be a mortal in the first place.)

Zelda knows one absolute of the mortal realm, beyond death: there was no telling where her lover was, nor what form they had in this world. She was acutely aware it was possible they had died upon their descent and were reborn in another, waiting for her to find them without realizing it. Yet, she had sworn an oath, one she would keep until mortality finally took her. With each passing day, Zelda would find herself watching the sunset with longing, hoping that she would find her lover again.

"Come back. Come back to me."

[ CURRENT ]

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Silvery armbands of twisting, curling silver are clasped around the forearms of her front legs, accented by glowing pale blue stones. A plain silver necklace is looped around Zelda's slender neck bearing silver pendants in various shapes of stars. A silver tiara of similarly twisted metal sits atop her skull, accented by a large crescent moon holding a large pale blue stone. A simple veil of a pale blue, translucent material covers Zelda's face as if to conceal celestial beauty; the veil is lined with silver and weighed down by pale blue tear-drop-shaped stones along its bottom edges. A wrap of the same gossamer material is draped over her shoulders, held to her frame by the silver clasps upon her front legs while bearing silver and gemstone trimmings. A thin chain of silver runs over her back, holding another piece of delicate cloth over her hindquarters. This piece is weighed down to her frame by the same pale blue stones that accent her other pieces, but they are far larger than the others.

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