The Legend of Drowning Girl~
She heard the fight above the water, spirit still alive somehow within the Spring. The footsteps, the voices, were coming her way.
It had been the first time in 1400 years that Zelda could actually hear. As if the approach of the boy was bringing her slowly back to life.
At first she thought that it could be Link come back for her. But then she remembered, that Link had sunk to the bottom of the Spring of Drowning Wolf, long ago, and she would never hear from him again, save maybe in Paradise.
With hearing came memory. Her last few moments came rushing back to her at a blinding speed, sickly as a merry-go-round.
She felt the pain stirring in whatever remained of her, and she cried out, a shout of her agony, that only came up in silent bubbles.
She, and her twin brother, Link, were the sacrifices of the Goddesses, to end the Great War of Sheikan legend.
The Peace Children.
And now there was anger, a cold white wrath in whatever remained of her, dissolved in this water, like soap in a wash pot.
Because the Goddess Farore had not honored the sacrifice that was supposed to end the War.
Because she had drowned a wolf in Link's spring the night before the sacrifice, and now...now...
Zelda screams again, exploding into inanimate pain.
Her brother, courageous ,selfless...innocent Link... was the Wolf-Slave of Farore. Had been now for 1400 years.
Suddenly Zelda's silent will for justice, is given a voice. Suddenly the fight inside her is given sinew, as a young boy's limbs thrash about on his way down into the cold waters.
She feels a cold chill pass through her, for the first time in 1400 years.
And for the first time in her spirit ( we can't say life, she does not live) she feels that mysterious thing she has longed for.
Hope.
Saeotome Ranma has fallen into the Spring of Drowning Girl.