The Pen is Mightier Than the Sword

Summary: He wanted to see her face, to hear her voice, to feel her touch. When he experiences none of these, he takes up the pen to tell her all about his quest to save her. Set during Skyward Sword. Here there be spoilers.

One: If It Kills Me

Dear Zelda,

I miss you already.

I've decided to keep a diary of everything I can remember in the days until I bring you back home. I just wish you were here so I could tell you in person…

I think this is the first time you and I haven't been seen together in Skyloft. The more I think about it, the more I think it's true. You and I would always be playing in the plaza when we were little, pretending we were Loftwings flying through the sky. We were always together in class at the Academy. Horwell said something about us always sitting next to each other, and how he never had the heart to separate us even when we talked a little louder than we should have. We'd always tell Eagus we couldn't spar each other in sword practice, because I never wanted to be the one to "kill" you. We'd work for Bertie and Luv during the summer to pocket a little extra money during the summer—together, of course. I still remember poor Bertie getting his nose pinched by all those Sky Stag Beetles we brought him. And when we finally got our Loftwings, I remember our races through the sky, reliving our childhood memories. Given the number of times you beat me, it's a miracle I won the Wing Ceremony Race today.

There'd be a joke I'd play on you when we were little, when I'd suddenly forget I was a Loftwing and become a tornado, determined to throw you off course. But it never worked. You'd always manage to escape just in time.

Boy, I wish you could've gotten away this time.

I'll never forget that look of pure terror on your face as you disappeared beneath the clouds. That face that screamed out to me to come save you.

And the last face I saw before you disappeared, and I blacked out.

I'm sitting here in my bed, restless as ever. That scream you let out before you fell…I felt so helpless at that moment, Zelda, knowing that I was doing everything I could to save you. And even though I was used to feeling helpless while being subjected to Groose's bullying, I knew I'd be able to shrug him off with your help.

But this time…helpless doesn't even begin to describe things when I couldn't do anything.

I had a terrible dream right before I woke up to write you. We were falling, like we were when the tornado knocked us away. Only the space felt like nothing. And I reached out to catch you, but you fell into the mouth of a scaly beast with no eyes and too many teeth for me to count. It was closing its mouth, about to swallow you…and then I woke up.

I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. You've been there for me so much. I'm determined to bring you back, Zelda. You're my best friend, and I'd take an arrow for you any day. I just hope I can save you like you've saved me in many ways over the years.

Tomorrow I descend to the surface, as I begin my quest to find you. I'll write you when I've had a bit more rest. So much has happened, I need time to clear my head.

I miss you so much. And I promise I'll bring you back. Even if it kills me.

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P.S. Apparently Horwell knows about our note passing in class. Busted!