Hi! So I don't own Zelda Twilight. Nothing. Not the characters, not the storyline, nothing!
First things first: I am German. Therefore I don't speak the English language as well as a native Englishman/Englishwoman. So I apologize for grammar and spell mistakes. Really I'm trying to improve, but one or two... or more mistakes may have slipped in. But since I got an awesome beta-reader, there shouldn't be too many mistakes.
Now I don't want to bore you with my tattle so let's begin!
Child of the Golden Twilight
Gretchen Kemp
"There's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo.
It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."
Prologue
With the mirror my heart broke. Every fissure on the usually even mirror tore my heart into pieces. I stood there, in front of the slowly shattering mirror, where I would soon dissipate into small shadow particles. Knowing these were the last moments in Hyrule with no way back I glanced at Link, the man I gave my heart to, the man that saved me, the man that risked everything for my sake.
Hurt, longing, confusion, shock and disbelief was present in his deep blue eyes- his eyes had a shade of blue I had never encountered in Twilight before, no shade of blue could compare to them, not the sky of the Light world, not the deepest depths of Lake Hylia. They had allured and intrigued me the first time I laid my own red-yellow eyes on them. His eyes spoke more than a thousand words. On our quest, the only thing I had to do to rebuild my courage was to look into his blue eyes which were so full of determination. They say the eyes are the mirror of a person's soul but not once on our quest they looked so... sad and depressed. Eyes which were once so determined, now seemed void of this determination. And I knew, it was my fault.
As I felt my own resolve wavering, I couldn't bear to look into his eyes anymore and turned away. To know I was the very reason for his current state of mind, it was beyond all bearing. The image,however, was burned into my soul: Blue eyes full of questions, confusion and not a hint of determination.
"Why?" His eyes asked. There wasn't time to answer, there weren't any words I could say. All I could do was stand there and wait for the inevitable. The mirror shattered and while glittering tiny pieces floated in the air like dust particles, his scream reached my ears. It was only an echo, but distinct and I know I shouldn't have done that to him. I had known before but wouldn't admit how much we meant to each other.
My whole being shook with pain. Was he hurting as much? Probably. And it was my fault. My fault. I hurt the man I loved more than any sword could.
When the realization struck me, my knees gave in and tears ran freely over my cheeks. The dry ground beneath me absorbed my salty tears like a sponge and I gave in to my despair and wailed, my cries of agony filling the surrounding area. When suddenly, pain blazed in my stomach. I gasped and held my stomach with my hands. The emotional stress and the pain became so much that I passed out amidst the shimmering mirror particles that once had been the only connection to my beloved one.
I hoped you liked it!
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