A green haired girl sat on a bridge just outside of the Kokiri Forest, letting her legs hang over the side.
She sat there, staring blankly into space, her hand to her chin, the warm summer breeze flowing through her hair. She paid it no notice.
The only thing occupying Saria's mind was him: the one whom she loved, the one whom she had grown up loving, the one who had left her so abruptly...
So much had happened that day...
It started off well enough: Link had at last gotten his fairy partner, something which both she and Link had begun to doubt would ever happen. He had then been summoned to speak with the Great Deku Tree. She had thought it be a congratulatory sort of thing, gaining audience with the great spirit being an honor in and of itself.
Before much time had passed since he entered the Deku Tree's Meadow, Link had returned, a grim expression on his face and a glazed look in his eyes. Something terrible had happened, to say the least. The Great Deku Tree, guardian spirit of the forest, had fallen.
Before Saria could even begin to grasp the full gravity of what had just happened, let alone recover from the shock, Link told her he had to leave the forest. No Kokiri had ever left their forest; they had been raised believing that they would die if they ever were to, losing the blessing of protection the forest's magic granted the children of the Deku Tree.
It wasn't until after he left that she realized how much she would miss him, how much she worried about him, how much she loved him...
A small tear ran down her face as she remembered their time spent together, nearly the entirety of their lives. The way he smiled, the way he laughed, how warm she felt when she was near him… They seldom left each other's company.
The warmth had gone completely from her body; even this unusually humid, sunny day couldn't make her feel any warmer on the inside. She felt very little but hollow, hollow and cold... A piece of her very being was missing, Link had left. Perhaps permanently.
She slowly began to lean to her side until she lay on the bridge, wrapping her arms around her, curling into a fetal position.
She wept softly, tears running down her face. These tears brought no relief to her aching heart, only serving to burn her face as they flowed from her tightly closed eyes. These tears simply fell.
She slowly began to fall into sleep. A cold, unrestful sleep.
A/N: A bit of an update! After nearly three years, I've finally dusted this poor thing off.
First thing on my to-do list: rewrite the thing in it's entirety.
Why? Because I hated it. The idea was there, if only in my mind alone, but the writing wasn't. I loathe every awkwardly-worded sentence and haphazard paragraph.
As always, reviews aren't just appreciated; they're necessary to drive me to write anything at all. With no feedback, I have no fuel for writing.
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Expect more updates in the coming months.