Great Fairy Fountain (Childhood) (From "The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time") | Orchestral Arr.

🎧✅ This is an absolute favorite and was a blast to make. Initially, it was super difficult and I had no idea what to do. My dad told me that I should tell the story of the game through the music. This idea was very helpful and gave me much more motivation and creative fuel. I tried to tell the whole story, and the piano sketches were incredible, but messy, complex, and upwards of 15 or 20 minutes. So for the sake of conciseness and my sanity, I decided to only tell the story of the 1st act of the game—which also fits better in context of the whole show (this being the end of Act 1). I wish I could have made it sound more magical, but I think there is already so many incredible and super magical covers and arrangements of this song, so I’m not too bothered about trying something different, and in fact I think that its a benefit that it’s different from most other ones. Here’s the story I had in my brain as I arranged it. I hope the story is audible. I recommend listening to the arrangement by itself before reading. I don’t wanna tell people how to enjoy art. SPOILERS! I highly advise playing the game before reading A mother runs, carrying her child away from the horrors facing the world. With nowhere else to turn—cornered by soldiers on horseback, pierced by arrows—she runs into the passageway between the trees, the passageway that she was always told never to enter. Her mother—and the mothers of most children in Hyrule—repeated the legend that the creatures that lived there were tricksters, and if she ever ventured in there, she would never return. But she knew now, no matter where she went, she would never return. The dark forest is the only place free from the smoke and embers of endless conflict. Stumbling further on, creatures surrounded her. Some appearing like children, some unrecognizable. All staring, all motionless. Her steps were getting weaker, her muscles were giving out. She started falling over. The creatures all moved in. Silently. If she was not dying, she would have been afraid as they lifted her up, carrying her on her back, allowing her to hold her infant tightly, and taking her through another passage—darker than the entrance. The canopy of branches, leaves, moss, and swarms of dark, flittering insects started to crack open, giving way to beams of light descending upon her face. The creatures lowered her to her feet, supporting her failing legs. She could barely see. The figure of a large tree appeared in front of her, silhouetted by the glowing sky. A leaf floated down upon her child’s sleeping body. She screamed. Silently. All she could muster was an empty whisper. “Please… take—take care… of him”. She fell to her knees, dropping the child into a soft field of grass and fallen green leaves in front of the tree. Link. The tree, the father of the free spirits of the forest, raised him as one of his own. He requested of the spirits to treat him the same. He must not leave the forest until the time comes. One fateful morning, after a memorable night of playing music and watching the sunset with his friend, Link was awoken by a fairy. He, unlike the other children, was never accompanied by a fairy. The fairy instructed him to follow her to the guardian tree’s meadow. After some hesitation and resistance, he had done so. The father, the Great Deku Tree, was dying. Here he learned his destiny. He told Link about sacred good. He told Link about unstoppable evil. He told Link about the never-ending cycle, the battle between the two forces. He told Link that this was only the first sacrifice he must make in his journey; his journey to save every being from suffering at the hands of demise. Saying goodbye to all he knew, Link, left without a goodbye. He did not want to say goodbye. He did not want this to truly be the end. He journeyed across the world—constantly learning what it was, learning the true nature of people, the good and the evil, the balance. On his journeys, he learned purpose. The kingdom’s princess, intrigued, afraid, but trusting of Link, told him about the greatest force of evil, the desert king. The goddesses had sent to her a vision, a plan. At the center of this plan, a boy from the forest. The easily trusting, courageous soul of Link took on this role, traveling to the ends of the Earth—or so it felt, walking across empty fields completely alone. As the final stages of the plan arrived, Link had learned. Being tricked and teased too many times, he grew skeptical. He felt as if this journey could not have been real—was it all just a trick? No, no, he remembered the words of his guardian, he must save us all. Now was not the time to doubt. And yet, he should have. As the gates of salvation opened up, the desert king followed behind, corrupting the heavens, crushing and crumbling the sacred good in the world. He had won. For seven years, the world fell. Ash rained from the gray sky, rivers froze into dense rock. All life was dying. Demise ran rampant.