Hey guys, so this is chapter one / a prologue of this series, feedback is always welcomed; I'd love to know what you guys think.
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She looked up from her position in the trees—Anaya was reading a book, nothing to be suspicious of or anything—there was a slight snap, and it had broken her out of her concentration. Irked as she was, she still looked around to see what had interrupted her rare quiet daytime. Rare in the sense that she had found it hard to do calmer things in the daytime, at night though, she had no problem with things like reading, she just didn't find them to be daytime things.
As she looked around, nothing was there. Anaya sighed and threw a nearby leaf into her book to mark its page. She jumped down from the tree that she was hiding in. Now that she was out of her reading trance, she could drop the book off at her house and then…err…think about something to do for the rest of the day? It was only about ten thirty at this point in time, meaning it would be eleven at the latest by the time she was in and out of the house. Looking around one more time for whatever had disrupted the young girl, she simply shrugged it off and started walking. Normally, she would have been jumping through the trees, but today there was just a weird calmness in the air. Oh well, Anaya knew that she could always get extra exercise in the next day to make up for it.
Most people thought that she was crazy, simply because of where she lived. Anaya would never know what was so wrong with living in a forest, if the Kokiri people could live there, why couldn't she? Granted, she didn't live in Kokiri forest, but she did live fairly close, just to the left, nearer to Kakariko Village. Really though, some people would refuse to even talk to her, just because she lived alone in the forest. That was one of the reasons that Anaya didn't go into the marketplace anymore, people had convinced themselves that she was just so antisocial, so it had come to the point where she just stayed in areas of lesser population, just so she wouldn't have to deal with all of the stares and whispers. Unfortunately, she did have to run in there every once in a while, but she had learned to deal…sort of. Let's just say that her temper could sometimes use some work.
When she got to the house, Anaya contemplated just going back to bed, but she didn't want to waste the day away. Putting the book back beside her bed, she flopped down face first into her comfy sheets. She had to think of something to do soon, or else she really would just go back to bed. Birds started to chirp, as if they could hear the grumbles of Anaya trying to figure out something to do, and how funny they sounded because of the bed muffing her speech. Anaya finally pushed herself up and off of the bed, she had decided, regretfully, that she would go into town, and then to Lon Lon Ranch, for she was in need of not only milk, but unfortunately some medicines and such too. Scrunching her nose, she grabbed a cowl and a pair of shoes, the latter being objects that she despised, why keep her feet all hot and uncomfortable? She reminded herself to look for a pair of sandals in town while she was there. Anaya quickly threw the cowl on, not caring about how she looked, that was the point of it, she always wore one, well, this morning being an exception, they bothered her when she read.
Anaya wasn't disfigured, she wasn't devastating, she wasn't anything the people in the market place called her, really. She wore the cowl by choice, in fact, she was quite the beauty, dark hair, dark, chocolaty brown eyes and considering the time she spent outside, oddly pale skin. The nineteen year old had a fairly slim, athletic build, she loved to get exercise, she didn't find it a hassle, in fact, she loved the adrenaline she got when she was running and everything around her turned into a blur. There was nothing wrong with her appearance wise, the market folk just really did exaggerate everything. Figuring that she would go to Lon Lon Ranch last, she headed towards the castle at a brisk pace. The drawbridge was just so annoying, it made everything so much more complicated if you came too late, or got stuck inside. Anaya always tried to go early to the market, just so that wouldn't happen to her—again. It was so annoying being stuck with a bunch of vain and inconsiderate people. Damn people didn't know when to stop, even if she were to make them aware that she was listening to them they still just kept talking, pretending that she just wasn't there.
The only person she found that she could really get along with was a boy named Link. She had met him one day when she was quite young, about the time that her parents had disappeared, leaving her the house and no clues as to where they had gone. She had met him when she was about seven, and had been friends with him ever since. She found that he was very easy to get along with, and they barely fought anymore, mainly about silly things like when Link had gone into the marketplace and brought her back food, since he knew how much she hated it there. She had found the gesture heartwarming, but also very unnecessary.
Anaya hadn't seen Link around in a while though, he had become quite popular, being the hero of time and all, she supposed. Perhaps she would see him in town today, it had been too long since she had.
