In Lanayru province a boy walked slowly. A sandstorm was raging apon him. Besides the boy there walked a man. The man was a travler who was of the spacies called gorons. The boy held the old mans hand swinging it softly. He looked up at her grace. She nodded at him. The kid smiled back. They had reached their destination. Another man sat there waiting for them to appear. He had red hair and and yellow eyes, his skin was tan. The man was rather old. Her grace turned to the little one.
"This is Barbos, you must go with him from now on... do you understand?" Her grace spoke slowly. The boy nodded slowly. His icy eyes full of trust. She turned to Barbos. "Take care of him... The surface isn't like it was before..."
Her grace then turned her back to them. Slowly walking back the way she came from with the goron like a tail after her. The man took the kids hand. Slowly walking the dessert towards a small town. The little one kept looking at the man with huge wide eyes. The sandstorm got worse. The man hid the boy inside his mantle. The storm kept getting worse and he had to stop. Barbos dug a small cave in the sand. Sat the kid in protection. He himself stayed outside trying to find where they were on the map. But he didn't find anything.
When the storm was over the both of them were burried under a ton of sand. Link was protected by a unknown power within him. The boy dug his way up from the sand. He searched for Barbos but he was nowhere to be found. The little boy started to walk. The dessert was tough and he soon colapsed. When he woke up hours later he was laying on a bed. Another boys face was staring at him. The boy had red short hair and tanned skin. They looked at each other. The other boy smiled.
"I found you in the middle of the dessert, it's dangerous to travel alone" the redhead said. "I'm Ganondorf What's your name?"
"Name...?" The blond questioned. His eyes were filled with confusion. "Link..." The boy looked away.
"Nice to meet you, Link"
"Nice to meet you too..."