A/N: This is set in the time Link is in Termina. I've fixed up the weird bits.
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda.
For once, happy music wasn't coming from the Sacred Forest Meadow. A mournful song echoed throughout the Lost Woods, causing the Goron who was sitting next to the shortcut in Goron city to wipe a tear from his eye.
Saria sat on her old tree-stump next to the entrance of the Forest Temple. For once in her life, she wasn't playing her song.
"He's really gone, isn't he?" she asked the air. Link, her best friend since very early in her life, had finally left the forest forever. The Kokiri believed that he was probably dead. She knew that he wasn't, but she also knew he would never come back.
"What's wrong, Saria?" It was Mido, self-proclaimed boss of the Kokiri.
"It's just...Oh don't worry about it Mido."
"It's Link, isn't it?"
"Well, if you really must know, yeah."
"Why are you worried about him? It's not like he was even a real Kokiri."
"You're wrong, Mido, he was more real than any of us. He was special."
"He was weird." Saria didn't like the way the conversation was going. Mido didn't really care about Link. He'd been gone for three years, and Mido still didn't care.
"Leave me alone, Mido." It came out far more snappish than Saria had intended it to. Mido looked hurt and then slowly walked away. When he turned the corner, he let a tear slide down his childish cheek.
Not even Mido understood her, thought Saria. No-one could understand her.
Saria would grow old, though, like all the Kokiri, she would still have her child's body. Kokiri never grow up, and never die. She would be an old, bitter woman, missing her best friend forever. Fate is a cruel, uncaring thing, she thought. And she stepped closer and closer to the exit of Kokiri forest.
"Maybe I'll meet Link wherever this takes me." she said.
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda.
For once, happy music wasn't coming from the Sacred Forest Meadow. A mournful song echoed throughout the Lost Woods, causing the Goron who was sitting next to the shortcut in Goron city to wipe a tear from his eye.
Saria sat on her old tree-stump next to the entrance of the Forest Temple. For once in her life, she wasn't playing her song.
"He's really gone, isn't he?" she asked the air. Link, her best friend since very early in her life, had finally left the forest forever. The Kokiri believed that he was probably dead. She knew that he wasn't, but she also knew he would never come back.
"What's wrong, Saria?" It was Mido, self-proclaimed boss of the Kokiri.
"It's just...Oh don't worry about it Mido."
"It's Link, isn't it?"
"Well, if you really must know, yeah."
"Why are you worried about him? It's not like he was even a real Kokiri."
"You're wrong, Mido, he was more real than any of us. He was special."
"He was weird." Saria didn't like the way the conversation was going. Mido didn't really care about Link. He'd been gone for three years, and Mido still didn't care.
"Leave me alone, Mido." It came out far more snappish than Saria had intended it to. Mido looked hurt and then slowly walked away. When he turned the corner, he let a tear slide down his childish cheek.
Not even Mido understood her, thought Saria. No-one could understand her.
Saria would grow old, though, like all the Kokiri, she would still have her child's body. Kokiri never grow up, and never die. She would be an old, bitter woman, missing her best friend forever. Fate is a cruel, uncaring thing, she thought. And she stepped closer and closer to the exit of Kokiri forest.
"Maybe I'll meet Link wherever this takes me." she said.