Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to videogame series The Legend of Zelda. Destiny is a concept that has been around far longer than I have been, I have just decided to give her a spiritual and physical form. There will be some other original characters in this story and any resemblence they may have to humans or other ficitional charcters is entirely coincidental. Comments and constructive criticism are welcome but no flames please =). ~Animal Cracker
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Link usually didn't dream. During his quest, he had to be able to sense and react to enemy attack, even during sleep. Dreaming was inconvenient, it always took precious seconds to distinguish dream from reality, seconds that could cost him his life. Somehow, he wouldn't dream if he didn't want to, and he hadn't wanted to ever since he had finished his journey, afraid of what he might find. So he didn't dream, hadn't for almost a year. But now he was dreaming again. It was a dream strangely similar to the one that had foretold his destiny. Why was he dreaming again? Why?
*****Dream*****
He was in a room. A room that was completely gray, and completely square, with no doors, no windows, only four blank, featureless walls. He reached for his sword in case he had to defend himself, only to realize that it wasn't there. He had no weapons on him, and his body was seventeen years old. This confused him but before he could do anything about it, someone spoke.
"Link..." Suddenly, there appeared a woman in the center of a room. Like the room, she was also gray, her hair, her eyes, her clothes, everything except her skin, which seemed to glow with unearthly light. She did not seem old, she did not seem young. Ageless. Before he could do anything, she spoke again. "You have never met me before, Link, but I have been a part of your life since before you were born. Do you know who I am, Link?"
Now greatly confused, Link merely shook his head.
"I am known to mortals, but not as a goddess or deity. To you, I am merely a force, an idea. I prefer it that way. I control your lives, but not in the way you may think. I do not dictate your every action, your every movement, when you sleep, when you eat. But in the end, all you do is in accordance with the tapestry I began weaving before the Three Goddess of the Holy Triad created your land. Do you know who I am now, Link?"
He hazarded a guess. "Um...fate? Destiny?"
She smiled. "Yes, Link, I am Destiny. Now that you know who I am, do you know why I have brought you here to my domain?"
He sighed. "I suppose you're going to send me on another mission to fulfill my destiny...which I guess would be your wishes."
She smiled again. "I knew I chose the right person. Yes, you will have to complete a task, one that is very important. You should be fairly comfortable with it, seeing as it involves going back in time. You need not know much more than this. You will be sent ten years in to the past. When you have completed your task, you will return to the present. Good luck."
And before he could even protest, he was traveling through the familiar tunnel of blue light, hearing the familiar tune of the Song of Time, and waking up.
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To be continued...
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Link usually didn't dream. During his quest, he had to be able to sense and react to enemy attack, even during sleep. Dreaming was inconvenient, it always took precious seconds to distinguish dream from reality, seconds that could cost him his life. Somehow, he wouldn't dream if he didn't want to, and he hadn't wanted to ever since he had finished his journey, afraid of what he might find. So he didn't dream, hadn't for almost a year. But now he was dreaming again. It was a dream strangely similar to the one that had foretold his destiny. Why was he dreaming again? Why?
*****Dream*****
He was in a room. A room that was completely gray, and completely square, with no doors, no windows, only four blank, featureless walls. He reached for his sword in case he had to defend himself, only to realize that it wasn't there. He had no weapons on him, and his body was seventeen years old. This confused him but before he could do anything about it, someone spoke.
"Link..." Suddenly, there appeared a woman in the center of a room. Like the room, she was also gray, her hair, her eyes, her clothes, everything except her skin, which seemed to glow with unearthly light. She did not seem old, she did not seem young. Ageless. Before he could do anything, she spoke again. "You have never met me before, Link, but I have been a part of your life since before you were born. Do you know who I am, Link?"
Now greatly confused, Link merely shook his head.
"I am known to mortals, but not as a goddess or deity. To you, I am merely a force, an idea. I prefer it that way. I control your lives, but not in the way you may think. I do not dictate your every action, your every movement, when you sleep, when you eat. But in the end, all you do is in accordance with the tapestry I began weaving before the Three Goddess of the Holy Triad created your land. Do you know who I am now, Link?"
He hazarded a guess. "Um...fate? Destiny?"
She smiled. "Yes, Link, I am Destiny. Now that you know who I am, do you know why I have brought you here to my domain?"
He sighed. "I suppose you're going to send me on another mission to fulfill my destiny...which I guess would be your wishes."
She smiled again. "I knew I chose the right person. Yes, you will have to complete a task, one that is very important. You should be fairly comfortable with it, seeing as it involves going back in time. You need not know much more than this. You will be sent ten years in to the past. When you have completed your task, you will return to the present. Good luck."
And before he could even protest, he was traveling through the familiar tunnel of blue light, hearing the familiar tune of the Song of Time, and waking up.
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To be continued...