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The streets were lined in colorful banners, splashes of color running from building to building and creating the feeling of scattered shade, dissipating the heat.
Below, booths and tables sprawled throughout the streets, all a myriad of pottery. Vases, mugs, cups, all empty and waiting to be purchased and brought to a loving home where they may be put to good use. Clay sculptures littered the table tops, ceramic animals, model houses.
Yes, the Hyrulean Pottery Festival was in full swing.
It was beautiful. It was so very tempting.
"Time, no," Warriors said.
"You're not the Captain of me anymore."