Zelda was standing int he park, admiring the birds perched on the fountain when she felt a light touch on her shoulder.
"Huh?" she said, turning around.
A beautiful blue-haired swordsman weilding a large two-handed sword spoke, his cape rustling in the hair. "You dropped this," he said, handing an earring to Zelda.
"Wow," said Zelda, astonished, "I've been looking for this for hours! Where did you find this?"
"I found it lying on a nearby park bench," he replied. "I hope you enjoy it..."
"Thank you! This means so much to me!" said Zelda, sobbing.
"Really? Why?" he said, placing his hand on Zelda's shoulder.
"My grandmother gave this to me..." said Zelda. "It's been passed down many generations in the family; it could be hundreds of years old!"
"Well... well I'm glad you can treasure it once again," said the man.
The swordsman turned and walked off, flinging his large golden sword backwards over his shoulder.
"Wait! Who are you?" said Zelda, holding out her arms in desperation.
The man did not reply, his figure disappearing into the mist.
A/N: Hey this was my first fic! How did you like my first chapter?