Zelda shook her head, brows furrowed in concentration. "No, I have never considered it that way."

And it's strange to consider, really. The Triforce is an object of limitless power, and Zelda could only imagine it spilling continuously over the edges of a bowl.

"I do not recall when I first received its power," she admitted. "It has been with me as long as I have borne the mark of the gods." She removed one of her gloves and displayed for Tris the Triforce mark on the back of her right hand. Black veins snaked menacingly around it.