DISCLAIMER: I do not own Legend of Zelda and make no monehz from these writings. If I did own LOZ, you'd know about it. =3

Sometimes, Navi thought they should rename the Song of Storms, the Windmill Hut, to the Song of Madness. For every time it's haunting melody came into her hearing, she could not help but shiver and stare sadly at Link.

For when all was said and done, he was just a boy. A young boy thrust into a world of danger and legends, a young man missing the peaceful days of his old home. Often, he doubted whether he really was the Hero of Time, why him. He was just a boy from Kokiri. People often cannot understand the loneliness of heroism. It is not the riches and glory everyone presumes it to be. It was taking it's toll on Link's mind, trapped between his carefree youth and his unnatural adulthood. It was the madness creeping into his soul.

She could not blame him for his anger, for the bitter tears. He was tormented by his purpose and his duty. It seemed like the wonderful innocence he possessed as a child had been stolen away, every inch of the world was full of danger. There was no where he could relax. No where was safe. All the people he knew had disappeared, and he was left so totally and utterly alone in the middle of a epic quest he simply wasn't ready for. She shook her head. It could not be right to burden a child with prophecy and seal him away for seven years, destroying his mind.

That melody seems to encapsulate it all. The descent to madness. And at the end of it all, what was he supposed to do? Go on life like it was normal? What was "normal" to him, the child who skips between time, the slayer of evil, the hero of time, the boy without a fairy? Sitting with his legs dangling over the side of Kakariko Well, humming Saria's Song, for a blissful moment he was without worry. Yet then his eyes clouded again, as he stood up. "Come on, Navi. We must enter the Temple of Fire. The fate of Hyrule depends on us" She sighed. There was never a chance for rest. He had slept fitfully for days, muttering the words "Ganondorf", "Zelda" and "Legend" in his sleep as he restlessly tossed and turned.

Navi landed on his shoulder "Saving Hyrule can wait. C'mon, why don't we a pay a visit back home?"

Link looked at her bewildered "Home?" he spoke, as if the word was lost to him.

"Home." She repeated softly "The Kokiri. We haven't seen them since we cleared the Deku Baba's out the place" Link was silent, but picked up his shield and climbed upon Epona, who was grazing nearby. Charging out onto Hyrule Field in the earliest rays of sunset, he wordlessly rode toward the passage he had left in awe and wonder, seven years ago. His head was dipped as they made their way through the Lost Woods, and out into the place for so many years Link called Home. The Kokiri looked on in astonishment as their first proper look at what Link had become, how he was not one of them and he had matured. He jumped off, and touched the base of his tree house, tracing the faded images carved into the bark so long ago. Climbing up the ladder, he pressed his hand to his old name plaque, lowered his head and cried.

The Hero of Time had truly been broken.

Yet throughout it all, Navi found herself humming The Song of Storms...


Authors Notes/Afterthoughts

I have been continuously listening to the Song of Storms, or more precisely, the Windmill Hut Song. Ever since I watched a funny flash parody of LOZ which used the song at the end to represent Link going mad, I have always associated it with insanity. Coupled with my mind who has been musing on Zelda OoT lately, I wondered what it was like to go to sleep a kid and wake up a adult. It must scee-rew yer mind a bit. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LISTEN TO THE WINDMILL HUT SONG/SONG OF STORMS WHILE YOU READ THIS. You can find it at VGmusic.

But I still love the sexiness that is Link =D

Enjoy

From Beyond The Stars