Author's Note: I've actually had this idea for a third story in my head since the original, but few details were fleshed out then. Good reviews have sparked me to continue on, and I am posting this in hope that feedback from you guys will prompt me to make regular updates. This is meant to conclude the Twilight Crossing trilogy, and I hope it turns out as good as the others. No promises on quality or updates though. I don't own any of the Zelda characters or games, Nintendo does. The characters and story I add are my own. Please read and review. In the words of Freddie Mercury: "The show must go on."
Twilight Crossing 3: Legend of the Beast
Prologue: Reminiscent Snow
The snow was already laid thick on the ground, but more continued to fall. It had been snowing for over two days straight and it was my first official snow day. This was both good and bad. On the one hand, I could just stay in my dorm room, watch the snow, and relax. But on the other hand, it gave me a lot of time with my thoughts, which meant I would be thinking of her again. She often came into my thoughts, as well as the rest of what happened almost a year ago. I've forgotten so many days between then and now, but I've never forgotten the events of those few days. After I finished my two years of community college I transferred to a university up in the mountains. It was now February and I had been there since the summer before. Getting away from home and learning in the beautiful, peaceful high altitude seemed good for me.
My family, of course, had no small amount of concern about me going away again after all that happened, but I wanted to get away from home. The memories were too strong. Not to mention that they, my mom and sister especially, were still recovering from the events that came from the invasion, but I knew they would be alright.
The wind stirred up the flakes as I found myself turning on my laptop to review the entries I had made after the twilight had been beaten back. I frequently turned my head to look out the window, the snow a welcome distraction from the memories that came as I scrolled through the entries I had made. A sigh escaped my lips as my eyes keep encountering the same name over and over again: Midna.
We had parted yet again, but this time there was no doubt as to the reality of what happened. It had all been real, so real. Perhaps too real. The emotions that came with being a hero were not something I had been ready to deal with, but I had to in order to defeat Zant again. The trials that came from danger were nothing compared to the lonely ache that I felt for the Twilight Princess. Excuse me, Twilight Queen. She had been with me every step of the way, believing in me when I didn't. Her playful nature, her sarcastic lines, her giggle…
I found myself looking outside again as I let my thoughts drift to her for a little. How was the Twilight Realm doing? Was everything peaceful? Was she thinking of me? Probably. But reality is a heartless and cruel mistress, her pragmatism always ruining dreams. Yes, we enjoyed our time together, but it all felt bittersweet now.
I shook my head to banish the images from my mind. They made the pain of our parting all the more real. I had been so optimistic at first, thinking that any day I could be called back to Hyrule. But now more time had passed than had after the first adventure, and I could feel myself starting to lose hope. I still had the Master Sword, though it remained at home with my family, and there was my connection to Hyrule. As long as I had it, I'd knew I'd go back, if only long enough to return it.
Another thought came to my mind as I let the swirling flakes hypnotize me. If there was a way, would I take it? Would I risk danger, unbalancing worlds, and traversing dimensions to see her again? My heart said yes, but my logical mind wasn't sure. My mind was always a bit too practical. Still, there were no questions about how we felt about each other now... Well, mostly. She hadn't said exactly... I wondered if perhaps fate would be kind and grant us one last meeting to give her the chance to say those three words.
I guess I hadn't learned my lesson. I may have said it before in regards to the first time I met Midna. I guess it's why old proverbs still hold credence. Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it.