So, this is my first fanfic. I was feeling a little depressed, so I wrote this short angsty story. Basically, it's Link thinking about stuff before he's executed. Enjoy, if you want to.


This is not what I wanted. This was never meant to happen. This is all my fault. She shouldn't have died. If I had just been faster...Then she would be still alive.

He looked out of his cell's small, barred window. People were already gathering around the platform. The executioner was sharpening his axe.

Two guards opened the door. They shackled his hands. They brought him to the platform. He didn't resist.

"We have gathered here today to witness the execution of the man who murdered our beloved queen. May the Goddesses have mercy on his soul", the Royal Advisor announced.

The executioner raised his axe. Everything was still. The man closed his eyes slowly.

Goodbye, Hyrule. Goodbye, my people. I fought for you. I killed for you. I bled for you. I cried for you. Goodbye. Zelda, I hope you forgive me. You shouldn't have died. It was my fault. Forgive me.

The axe came down and hit its mark with a thud.


Extremely short, I know. But go easy on me, I'm a beginner. Don't know if grammar's that good, English isn't my native language. Although, my grade in English is A+, so I should know at least something. Please, if you made it here, review! Please!