1- Something to be proud of
A storm was coming. The dark clouds loomed up on the horizon, swirling like unforgiving fissures in reality waiting, waiting for the right time, when the tension in the air would finally break and the icy fingers of the rain would plummet like suicidal divers to the woods below.
And that was where Link sat. "It's happening again", he thought, but couldn't think why this thought had found its way into his head. What was happening? When would it happen? He found these thoughts arise, and pondered for a few moments underneath the tall, spindly oak supporting his back. He absent-mindedly drew a triangle into the dry earth at his side, the same one as the one which resided on his hand. A birth mark, he'd been told, but a rather strange one at that.
He wondered for a few moments more, staring into the clearing just ahead, where a fox darted past just as quickly as it had come. A rumble overhead, quickly followed by a blinding flash caused Link to look up. It was about to happen. But what? Link's whole body shuddered as he shifted in the seat he was sat in, namely a Gnarled root from the tree above.
Link turned to his right after a while to find Saria sat down on the trunk next to him. Saria turned and smiled. Such a sweet smile, thought Link, as he smiled back himself and raised a hand as a gesture of friendship.
"Hello, Link." She grinned and kicked her legs sweetly from her perch on the trunk. Her azure eyes gleamed, reflecting what little light there was that evening. "Did you hear the thunder? Don't you think it's weird, Hyrule hasn't experienced weather like this since... No." Her eyes dulled towards the end of the sentence. Link had held up a hand to pause her. He didn't want to hear it. Somewhere, some part of him didn't want to cooperate with Saria's story. He didn't want it to happen again. He didn't know exactly what was about to happen, but it was definitely something he didn't want to.
"What...?" Saria broke the silence, empathy towards Link was evident in her soft voice. Link scratched in the dirt with a gnarled twig: I don't know. I have a strange feeling.
"Like what? Link, what is it? Link, you can tell me, I'm your best friend." Her eyes softened, and she smiled again.
I have no idea. But I have a feeling of doom, and it has something to do with the weather. Saria, what is this on my hand? This triangle. Tell me, please.
Link had to scribe it in two parts, the ground before him was not big enough for the task.
"Link. I can tell you. But you must promise to not be too overwhelmed."
Link nodded vigorously.
"Ok, but it may be at your own expense... That symbol on your hand... Is called a Triforce. It is a sacred symbol in ancient Hylian legends. Not only does it mark the crest of the royal family, its true form bears the blessing of the Goddesses. The triforce is a symbol to be proud of, Link. You should wear it with pride. Link, do not ask me how I know this. I was born with this information, and you must help me to preserve it. Link, I have reason to believe these swirling storms are a cause of a great evil. That is all I have to offer you information-wise. Link, if you want to find out more, there is a gallery at Hyrule castle that should tell you of the Legend of the Triforce. You will be welcomed in, as you bear the royal crest upon your hand. Link, please, don't worry about me. Go. You are obviously worried."
Link stared, and a single tear rolled down his face. The weird thing was, he understood. But he didn't want to leave.
Why should I go?
"Link, don't even consider not going. Go! I want you to find out- no. I should say. I want you to go because... Link, I believe you are the Hero of Time."