Chapter 1: Why?
Why? That was the only word that buzzed in Link's head when he saw Minda break the Twilight Mirror. "Why did she break the mirror, was it because she was afraid; or maybe because she had something to hide from me." Link thought to himself. It had been three months since they defeated Ganondorf, three months since the Twilight vanished from Hyrule, three months since Minda broke the Twilight Mirror and separated the two realms from eachother. Three months; to Link it felt more like three centuries. Without Minda, he felt like a part of him was missing. Everytime he'd wait up, he would expect some clever remark from Minda about his sleeping habits, or he would wake up due to her tendency to snore while she slept. Of course, knowing Minda she would have never admitted that she snored, but she didn't have to spend countless nights up hearing, what Link called, "The cause of insomnia to anyone within a 5 mile radius."
Link sighed and covered his eyes has the first rays of sunlight peaked through his window. He got up and closed the curtains of his window.
Link had never been a morning person until a few months ago. Everytime he would fall asleep the same dream plagued his thoughts and twisted them to form the scene of Minda breaking the Twilight Mirror and her tear cascading down the temple floor.
He knew it was pointless to dawdle of the fact that Minda would never be in his life again. He knew that it would only cause him more pain and frustration to ponder his unanswered questions as they played through his head.
"Everytime I think I finally gotten over it, the memories come flooding back and the pain is worse than before." Link thought miserably to himself.
He sighed and looked about his room; The Hero of Twilight had only been away for about 6 months in total when he returned home. In that short period of time his room had accumulated much dust and filth, which it took almost an entire day to clean up.
Link walked over to his drawer, and pulled out his attire for the day. A dark green shirt without any sleeves, due to the heat Link had removed the sleeves from his shirt to keep from sweating has much, two leather gloves, light white pants and his trademark brown leather boots.
The Hero clad in green could already tell that it was going to be a long, miserable day; he could already feel the sun beating down on his neck.
Link mentally sighed to himself, "Hopefully this day will go by relatively quickly, I don't know how much longer I can last without having a heat stroke."
He laughed at himself, thinking back when he had to brave the heat of Death Mountain. The Hero knew that this was nothing compared to that, but nobody, including himself, would want to be caught outside around noon time. With that thought in mind, Link climbed down the ladders in his home and exited from his house; hoping to get his work at the ranch finished early so he could have the rest of the day to himself.