Entry One

I don't know how to start this, so I guess I'll just start writing and see where my thoughts take me. It's hard to believe that only a six days ago I was locked in battle with Calamity. It's even harder to believe that it's all over, that this isn't some dream that I'll wake up from or a delusion to hide in. I suppose it's only natural I'd be a little anxious, I'm in a land I don't completely recognize with only a few people who can guide me.

After we had finally sealed Ganon away, Link's exhaustion from the battle became apparent and he had to lean against his horse for support. I wanted to be of assistance then, but I quickly realized that I didn't know what to do or where to take him. Link merely smiled and told me about a new ability he had unlocked with the Sheikah Slate, before he tapped on the screen with his hand clasped tightly around mine. We arrived in Hateno village, where he collapsed. Purah (who I didn't recognize at first due to her unexpected youth) had been waiting for us, and with the help of her assistant and two men whose names rhymed, we managed to get Link into his home where we looked over his injuries.

While Purah treated Link, I noticed some boxes on his dining table. The had a card explaining that he had brought me some clothing and other items to help myself too - and it also stated that he left the note in case he had either died, fell into a coma or forgot about them. He had brought a lot more clothing than I expected - a couple of Hylian tunics, snowquill armor, traditional Sheikah garb, Sheikh stealth armor, traditional Gerudo attire and some jewelry. I wonder how he explained buying all this female clothing?

Purah stayed by to watch Link, while Symin had cooked us all a meal. Link had a self-written cook book that seemed experimental and a little strange, but ended up producing decent meals. It had been my first time eating in a hundred years, and I made myself sick from eating too much (barely half of my plate had been touched, and the rest had to be divided between everyone). I wanted to wait for Link to wake up, but I must of fallen asleep. I had awoken on a soft bed, with a meal that agreed with my stomach a lot more and Link sorting some things out.

Most of past six days had been spent with me sleeping. Link was patient with me, cooking meals that where easy to digest and moving me into his bed whenever I fell asleep in bizarre situations. He chased off any questions anyone had about me, questions I was scared to answer. I spent most of my time in his room - leaving him to sleep on a not as comfortable chair - and his walls were covered from images from the Sheikah Slate. A picture Mipha had requested to be taken was the only one I recognized - the rest where completely new to me. He also had the four weapons of the fallen champions on display.

When I rebuild Hyrule castle, I want everyone to be be able to see the weapons. To know what Hyrule's future had cost. It's the only way I can currently think of to honor them.

My hand is starting to cramp up and I'm getting tired again. I suppose I should leave it here. I've written a lot more than I planned...

A/N: I'm sorry for being gone for so long. At first, I just struggled to get much writing done because I was busy with my family due to the Christmas holidays and the ridiculous amount of birthdays we have in December and January (mine included). Then my laptop decided to die. So now I'm giving you guys something to read while I update my other stories.

I got inspiration for this from the diaries seen in Breath of The Wild - specifically the Champions Ballad. I just wondered ho Zelda would deal with all the crap she had been through and this was the result.