Hi and please R&R, first chappie is boring and short, but in about an hour i'll upload the next all it need is editing. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything :'( don't try to sue me because as stated, i don't own anything.
Link was sitting on his stomach on top of the small bed inside his tree house, pondering what life would be like outside of his small childhood community. He had always wanted to get out into the world and see everything, but he never could find the right chance. He had heard wondrous tales when he was a small boy about monsters and castles. The average fairytales yet they were said to be true, existing just beyond his reach. Link longed for the adventure. He wanted to meet new people and to escape from his troubles.
Suddenly Link heard shouts outside. He stood up off his bed, straightened his tunic, and walked out onto his balcony. As he looked down he saw a crowd circled around the Deku Tree. Link climbed down his rickety rope ladder and walked over to the gathering.
"The great Deku's dead!"
"What are we going to do?"
"This is horrible"
As Link approached the old tree he could easily tell its fate. Anyone who saw it would know that the tree was nearing its expiration. A single tear rolled down Link's pale face as he silently remembered how good the tree had been to him when Link was a small child. It was Link's last "family". He always had the community, but the tree had really taken care of him after his mom and pop died. Before the tree could notice Link's presence, Link quickly turned away and left. He couldn't take it anymore. He had to get away.
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A lush red carpet and purple throw was spread along the floor. She had never really scrutinized it before, but now Zelda looked on it with interest. Boring was the new word she recently started using to describe her life. She could find nothing to do around the palace anymore.
Zelda recently decided to start learning about the art around her home. Saving it for the end, the throw was the final piece for Zelda to research. She had just learned that this blanket was handmade by a Gerudo woman. The woman did
fabulous jobs at making throws but had to stop after her fifth masterpiece due to a worsening hand disease.
Realizing she had just run out of things to do, Zelda began searching for something new. She yearned to get out of the palace or even out of the city. She just wanted to go somewhere new, to do something new. Nothing ever happened to her, but the way she'd figured it something would have to eventually.
Check back soon for the next chapter!