Link snapped the reins as hard as he could. Epona whinnied and went even faster. The rain beat into his face, but he didn't care. It wasn't true. Then why was he racing as fast as he could toward the Kokiri Forest?
He snapped the reins again, shaking these thoughts out of his mind. It wasn't true. He was only going there because of a healthy curiosity. He hoped…
I Stop that! /I he thought to himself. There's nothing wrong with it. She's fine, she's fine. I Please be okay… /I
She was okay. She couldn't die. There's no way, right?
Link came to an abrupt halt at the wooden tunnel that lead to the Forest. He climbed off Epona without bothering to tie her and raced across the bridge.
The entire forest was empty. None of the Kokiri were inside their homes. They were all gathered around Saria's. Saria's…
Link raced over there and gently pushed his way through the small children to see what they were gathered around, although he already knew.
It was true. There she was, lying on her bed, her face twisted with horror and shock. And in her belly, there was a jagged, black-bladed dagger, a dark brown stain around it and on her tunic. Her hands clutched the blade, as if she had tried to pull it out before she died.
Link just stood there, thunderstruck. His emotions were a mix of rage and despair. He fell to his knees and looked into the horrified eyes of his childhood friend. It was there, in her tree house, that he began to openly weep.
The Kokiri at first didn't know what to do. They looked around, exchanged glances, until Mido took off his hat and bowed his head. The Kokiri followed suit, and the entire Kokiri Forest mourned the death of the one who they had all looked up to.