In a typical Ordon Village morning scene, you'd see the adults wandering around town, casually chatting to each other and going about their daily business. Not too much of a close-knit village, but close enough to maintain a friendly atmosphere. You see the little children running around, as excited as can be, carefree and having the time of their lives simply chasing each other around the rustic houses. Of course, adults and children aren't the only two age groups here – there's a particular one missing. The one that would lie between adults and children – the village teenagers.
"For God's sake, how much longer are they going to be?" Tom mumbled to himself, slumped outside Laura's doorway feeling sorry for himself. Being an early riser amongst his sleep-worshipping friends was tough, and it was sure showing it today. He'd had breakfast, gone for a run and even tended to the goats at the farm, despite having a day off. And he was still sat on his lonesome, waiting for his friends to awaken.
"That's it, I'm coming in. I don't care if you're awake or not!" he eventually called out, grabbing onto Laura's door and yanking it open with much force. To his surprise, he found Laura stood right in front of him, a blanket wrapped tightly around her and draping on the floor behind. She glared at him with half-open eyes, the rest of her face barely visible due to her hair.
"If you ever shout that loud again you'll live to regret it," she groaned, turning around and slowly shuffling into the kitchen. He stormed in after her, leaving the door wide open and planning to take the blanket off her, but he stopped, feeling like he was missing something.
"Oh, hold on. Where's Callum?" he said, turning 180 degrees and running straight back out of the door, to find his other sleeping comrade. Upon arriving at his house, the curtains hadn't even been opened yet. He grumbled to himself – it must be at least noon by now. The door was locked, so he had to make his way into the house through the unusually large cat flap at the back. None of the lights were on, and evidently, nothing had been touched since the night before. He was aware that his parents were out on a brief visit to Eldin Province, but this was borderline ridiculous. He swiftly ran down the stairs to drag Callum out of his bed, only to find that door locked as well. This was unusual – Callum never locks his bedroom door. It was then that he heard a voice from behind the door.
"Tom, is that you? I heard you coming down the stairs. Could you go into the bathroom and get the key for this door, please? You'll have to slip it under the door, it only works from the inside," Callum casually requested. Tom came to the conclusion that he probably needs some new friends, before obediently fetching the key and slipping it under the door. Callum emerged from the room, his hair resembling a large mop, but his eyes wide open.
"Hey, thanks for that. I've been up for about half an hour, actually, but I dropped the key after locking the door and accidently kicked it underneath when I tried to pick it up. Is Laura awake yet?" he asked, running across to the bathroom to sort his hair out.
"Just barely," Tom replied, his voice sounding quite exasperated. Callum ran past him and up the stairs, apparently in such a rush to get some food that he tripped on the top step and almost flew into the kitchen. By the time Tom had made it up the stairs, Callum had already grabbed a couple biscuits and was waiting outside the door.
By the time the two arrived back at Laura's house, she had got as far as putting on some day clothes, but not to their surprise, she hadn't eaten anything nor gotten rid of the blanket yet.
"Are you going to eat something or just starve yourself as usual?" Tom asked, tapping his foot impatiently.
"For the last time, I feel full. I don't want anything. If you want to force feed me, you can, but don't expect a happy ending," she bluntly replied. Laura's words always had a chilling effect on Tom, so he knew not to argue any further.
At that moment, Tom's dad suddenly burst through the door, out of breath and looking like he'd ran all the way from Castle Town. Tom stared wide-eyed at him, with a what-the-hell-do-you-think-you're-doing look.
"Morning, Mr. Baptie," Callum greeted him. Laura was trying to stifle her laugh, having always been amused by Tom's family surname, but managed a 'hello'.
"Dad. You said you were going to work," said Tom, glaring at his father.
"I thought so too, but you've just got to hear this, the three of you! I had this crazy dream last night, it was beyond crazy in fact! It was pure madness! I think it means something, so I came to talk to you about it!" his father gasped, grabbing a chair and sitting down to catch his breath.
"Your dreams are always about some crazy conspiracy which never comes true, yet you worry yourself to death over it every time," Tom replied after a brief pause, clearly not in the mood for his father's ramblings.
"But really, son, this one's different! I swear, I felt something really strange while it was happening! It felt like someone was trying to tell me something..."
"Give him a chance, Tom. I want to hear what he has to say," Callum requested, nudging Laura in an attempt to get her to agree with him. Regardless of what everyone thought, they were going to hear the whole story anyway.
"See, in this dream, I was lying in the spring just outside the village... and everything was dark, beasts were roaming everywhere. And I could hear the lamentation of the light spirit, Ordona... it kept repeating something. It was telling me that Power, Courage and Wisdom will come together in these dark times... and they are to reap the penalty of evil actions... it doesn't sound like it makes any sense, but it felt real, oh so real. I could have sworn I was actually lying there until I woke up. I haven't stopped thinking about it all morning." Mr. Baptie took constant deep breaths in his explanation of the dream, his eyes fluttering around the room and eventually settling on the three teenagers. A variety of expressions crossed their faces – Tom looked baffled, Callum appeared fairly surprised, and Laura's eyes had finally opened wide out of surprise.
"Power, Courage and Wisdom... aren't those the parts that makes up the Triforce?" Callum asked. Tom's dad simply shook his head.
"I've no idea, Callum, we weren't taught that stuff in my day. You can believe what you want about it, because I haven't got a clue..."
"Wait, wait. What has this got to do with us?" Tom interrupted.
"Can't you stop thinking about yourself for once?" Laura implored, Tom's self-centredness starting to irritate her, as usual. "The world doesn't revolve around you. Maybe your dad just wanted to share it with us? It does sound genuinely interesting and thought-provoking to me."
"I just don't see why it matters so much," he replied bluntly.
Callum turned to face Tom and let out a sigh. "Regardless or not of whether it's got anything to do with us, it's not an ordinary dream to have. I usually go to the spring around evening time anyway. I want to see if anything from your dream means anything, Mr. Baptie."
