Apparently anything that looks like it might once have thought about being a link is ignored. Presumably this is due to spammers. I respect that. However, I went through too much trouble picking out background music, so I've put what I can. If it's against the rules, let me know so that I can remove it.

Heritage

And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.

-Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Music: Zelda Reorchestrated's (zreomusic:dot:com) Clocktown Day One Soundscape

In the land of Terminia, a new day was beginning. Safe within the walls of Clocktown, a child awoke. For him, it was not just any day, it was his birthday. He heard his mother Anju calling. It was time for breakfast. His parents Anju and Kafei run the Stock Pot Inn, the best accommodations in Clocktown, so he knew breakfast would be excellent as usual. He was looking forward to a whole day exploring, with no chores. The child hastily dressed himself in his favourite green tunic and bounded down the stairs for breakfast.

At the table, his parents looked a little more serious than on most birthdays. Kafei said, "Son, we have something very important to talk about today."

"What is it?" the child asked.

"Now, Link" Anju said, "We've told you since the beginning that we aren't your real parents. But we never told you the whole story before."

"Ten years ago" Kafei continued, "a good friend of ours appeared at our door. We hadn't seen him much in a while, but he helped us get married. He came with an infant boy. He said to us, 'This is my son. I have found that I may not be able to look after him for much longer. Please take good care of him for me. Do not tell him of me until his eleventh birthday. I'm sorry I can't stay for longer, and I'm sorry to just dump my kid on you like this, but you're the only ones I can trust.' And with that, he left. Your real father, for who you are named, is the hero who summoned the giants to throw back the moon twenty years ago. There were rumours of a war brewing between his homeland of Hyrule and Calatia, a neighbouring country."

"We never did find out who your mother was. We decided that our friend was allowed some secrets if he wanted them. We have not seen him since he gave you to us. He also left a package, to be given to you on this day" Kafei finished. "I have it here. Go on, open it up".

Link thoughtfully accepted the box that had been left by his true father. Slowly, so as not to damage the contents, he opened it. There were several things inside. First, a pair of journals. The first was titled "The Ocarina of Time" and the second "Adventures in Time". Both detailed his father's exploits. Second, a notebook. The notebook had the words "Bomber's Notebook" crudely scrawled across the front. Last, and most remarkable, something that Link had dreamed of owning for his entire life. It was a sword, not much longer than a grown man's forearm but perfectly sized for the young boy. A note was attached to the blade's simple handle. It read, "My son, the Kokiri Sword is no more. I give to you instead the Deku Blade; a new sword for a new adventure". Link drew the blade carefully, so as not to cut of his hand. It glittered in the sunlight, and he had the feeling that this was the beginning of something great.

After breakfast, Link hurried over to the dojo. He proudly showed the dojo's master (and only employee) his new blade. After a brief explanation of how he got it, Link began practice. He had trained under the longhaired swordmaster before, but he had always used pieces of wood. The sticks had always felt clumsy, and he had struggled to even hit all the targets. Now he breezed through the challenges with the grace of one born to battle. "Very well done!" exclaimed the swordmaster, "I haven't seen such fine swordsmanship since your father trained here. You have learned all I can teach you for now. Come back when you have had to use that blade for real. Only then can you truly master the sword. For now it would be best to contemplate your father's writings. He may be able to teach something I can't". And with that, the swordmaster put away the dummies and returned to his meditation.

Link followed the swordmaster's advice, and went to the quiet streams below the Clocktower. There, he began to read of the wonders and horrors of dungeons and adventure. Little did he know that his own adventure was about to begin…

EDIT: My old lines seem to have been deleted, so I'm actualy going to use the horizontal line tool instead of some underlined dashes.