The characters in this story do not belong to me, they belong to Nintendo.
Zelda;
Twilight princes
Chapter one;
The sun was begging to set as our hero, Link, Rusl, and Epona walk back to Ordan springs, after a long day of gathering sticks for their warm open fire later on for that night.
Rusl sat down at the edge of the spring, and watched the scars on his bare feet heal in the cool summer water; he closed his eyes and listened to the mini water fall run over the rocky edge. Link quickly sat down beside his elderly friend, and pulled off his sandals that Uli made for him, and stuck his feet into the calming water and took a deep sigh of relief.
"Tell me… Do you ever feel a strange sadness as dusk falls? They say it's the only time when our world intersects with theirs… The only time we can feel the lingering regrets of spirits who have left our world. That is why loneliness always pervades the hour of twilight… But enough talk of sadness… I have a favor to ask you, Link."
Link turned his head to right, and looked at Rusl with surprise in his deep blue eye's.
"What is it?" He asked the bearded man.
"I was supposed to deliver something to the royal family of Hyrule the day tomorrow…"
"Didn't the mayor assign that task to you?"
"Yes, but… Would you go for me instead? You have… Never been to Hyrule right?" He asked.
"Yes, I have been once a long time ago…" Link said, retracing his thoughts from when he first met princes Zelda.
"In the kingdom of Hyrule there is a great castle, and around it is Castle Town. A community far bigger than our little village, and far bigger than the Hyrule the Gods created. You should look upon it all with your own eyes."
"I will gladly take you're offer!" Link answered.
"Ok then! And with that, were off! We need to get home before dusk!" Rusl jumped up with Link beside his side, and started walking off with Epona beside them.
So, how do you think so far? Is it at least a little bit okay?
Please do not put any rude comments, if so I WILL happily delete them!
I'm sorry that I didn't write much, my eyes are barley open and its 12:59am, so I refuse to write anymore till tomorrow or Sunday. Don't like it, tuff!
