Here is the prologue. I originally had posted 2 other chapters but I hated the way they worked...So here. I decided to start with a piece of Zeldie's mind instead. This is the first part of the prologue, stay tuned.

It was one of these restless nights..Where I couldn't make up my mind.

Just overthinking everything.. The many disadvantages of life.. and my purpose in it.

Purpose... hmph...

I cried again, for no reason.

That legend made me cry.

The ending made me cry.

My strange connection with it still makes me cry.

My brain is so fucked up. My feelings are fucked up. My spirit, soul, whatever the word for that is is fucked up.

I was forced to grow up from a young age, and I guess you can say I am mature.

When I talk about it though, it just makes me look like a fool.

Being mature is nothing to be proud of.

It just puts more weight on my shoulders.

More personal responsibilities.

More challenges to face with everyday.. yet nobody knows.

I had very well kept this a secret until this year.

I felt the need to share that feeling with somebody…

But the thing is, I felt a strange connection with this legend- It made me feel safe, and at home. It was a part of my childhood. It kept me company when no one close to me would.. But I abandoned it, because fairytales aren't favoured in today's society.. Especially for teenagers my age.

Just a mere fairytale.. That's how others see it.

But that part of me.. caring what others think.. That's left back in the past, too.

Why care what others think of me.. They don't protect me.. Nor do they love me.. So why would I care for what they think.. Stupid Zelda.

Malon actually convinced me to find myself. My best friend, my soulmate, the person that I hold dear. She helped me to try and search for my old self.

And I guess I helped her find her own, too.

But I needed a prompt.

And she knew what would make me feel like home..

The Legend I would constantly talk to her about.

The Legend of the legendary Hero of Time.. and the Princess of Destiny.. And the master sword..

Yeah. That story that was most likely fabricated by some old man in his basement made my heart ache.

And Malon knew that.

Even though she couldn't understand what it was about

Or why It held a special place in my heart,

She understood my love for it and that's what matters.

She supported me without knowing what the hell is going on, and I think that's simply beautiful.

I love her shallowness, and I promise, promise, that I will never lose her. Not again.

And this summer, I am going to show her the world of legends and fairytales.. Or at least, will try.

Because she deserves to feel the magic I feel..

And I deserve a companion in my journey.

Hylia, may you bless me, and her, and show us the way…
To happiness! Because that's one thing we both deserve.

But tell me, why does my heart ache so badly for a place that doesn't exist on the map..? and why do I keep searching for it..?