Author Note: Hello! My first posting.ah well. I own nothing but a set of Mangas and one of those nasty cup o' noodles. This is more from the Zelda No Densetsu story line, but not much more different. Let's start the ta-- the poem? For some reason, the last stanza looks horrible choppy. Excuse it for now, please.





Days Past

In the morning, a young child. Sun sparkling in his eyes.

Just trying to find his place.

One best friend,

And a bully. He is excited about his fate. He's gonna be a hero.



The Afternoon is a time of remembering. Bright is the sun of living. But, he cannot see it.

He looks for his place.

Is she safe?

A power he cannot control.

Helping others is sometimes hard.

He was killed inside for the sake of a race.

He lost them. He wishes he was a hero.



Darkness is cold. He stands by the lake. Feeling loved is so hard.

He wants no place.

He found her, she's safe.

His clothes blood stained,

His life in shame.

The one thing he wanted the most...

Taken from him.

An he cannot even cry about it.

He lost them. Everyone one of them. He wishes he was never a hero.



He looks at the peeking dawn,

Smirks at the irony.

He will not see the beginning of day.

Lost is his life and innocence.

He is not scared of death,

He has killed before...

He wishes he was never a hero.



A girl walks down to a dawn-lit lake. She heard he was here. Her savior, her life. He smiles an innocent smile, They would be together. She had not forgotten. Seven years past.



A gust of wind. A muffled scream. Tears in the eyes of a lover