I wrote this after I heard this song on the Newgrounds Audio Portal it struck me as something I would have to write something for, although my original idea didn't fit it and had action and heart felt dialogue between the dying Link and the tearful Zelda. Although this idea, which is more Links funeral then his actual death, any way enjoy
Hero's torn heart
It happened last night, a kingdom, envious of Hyrule's greatness and prosperity, came and threatened our people, and the most loved King, the bearer of the triforce of courage came down on them, with a fury unknown since the days of Ganon. He defended his people, and it cost him his life. A single arrow, which is what, struck my beloved king down, it went through his regal robes, if it were his younger days, when he lived in adventure, and there would have been chain mail to stop the penetration, to save his life. Now there are five races, all united in grief.
Link had made is request, to be buried in Kokiri, the village he grew up in, and where his first people live on, where his child hood friends still prosper. His body is garbed, in the clothes of the legendary hero, grasped in his hands, are a Kokiri sword, forged to be a replica of his first blade, on his chest rests a copy of the most legendary blade, the blade that picked him, the Master Sword, and grasped in his right hand, is the customary sword of his honorary people, the Gerudo, a long sweeping blade, which the female warrior so the Gerudo so valiantly fight with. Around his body in his tomb of rock taken by his brothers the Gorons from the bowels of death mountain, rests the water, taken from the water of the great fairy fountain around Hyrule, gathered by the great Queen Ruto of the Zora.
In the centre of each of the hubs, of the people Link travelled to in his quest against the evil Ganon stands a statue, of our hero, in his days of glory, fighting evil at the age of just seventeen. He faced horrors no man should face, and because of his never ending courage, he won the hearts and minds of the Hylians, no king nor queen, has had such a level of mourning, and did none receive the rage of a widowed queen, and her courageous son, given the triforce of courage at his fathers death bed. The last of the envoys of the jealous monarchy were struck down by the fury of the Goddesses and their corpses cast in to the mouth of Death Mountain.
In the countless generations that have yet to come, none will not know the name of my beloved husband, the brother of the Gorons, and friend of the Zora and honorary Gerudo, the king who grew as a forever youthful child of Kokiri, the legend of Link, and nor shall I forget the man, who fought for his people to the very end, the teen who struck down evil, or the seven year old, who snuck past the guards of Hyrule Castle and stole my heart.
I had the film 300 in my head writing this and couldn't help compare Link to Leonidas of Sparta, attacking the Envoys that threaten his people with death and destruction I hope you enjoyed this