Before all this happened, Zelda told me about a dream that she had. It was the night before she never returned.
She said, "Link, I'm having another bad dream."
"What is it?"
I look at her sadly, "Well, there's this man in it, a man even more evil than Ganondorf himself, and he captures me, taking me to another dimension so unknown to me yet familiar. I can't explain, and there's this boy there too, heroic and all, and your friends with him, and because of all that friendship, the evil man wants to fight you. You are meant to, meant to fight him."
Zelda was talking faster than usual.
"Slow down," I say.
She closes her eyes solemnly. "I'm sorry."
"So what do we do?" I ask, beating the silence of the cricking crickets.
"I don't know. I guess all I can do is wait."
"I won't let him take you."
Zelda squints her closed eyes more.
"I don't think that I have a choice."
With that, she left, and I followed her to the moat with silence in between. The sun was about to rise. We hugged tightly.
I cried all the way home. I never cried so much before.