Happy Holidays everybody! Whatever your celebrating (or not), I've a gift for all my readers! This isn't actually part of the story (sorry your gift is not the gift of the next chapter).
This little scene is based on one of my thoughts on Skyward Sword. When Zelda is taken you don't actually see Link being brought back on his Loftwing. I kinda pictured it being a little hectic (from a mix of them not knowing if Link's alive at first, and Zelda being completely gone). So for this I kinda interpreted the whole thing with my Pipit x Link fandom.
Note it is in Pipit's point of view
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I'd herd everyone yelling. I herd them say that Zelda wasn't with him. Most importantly at the time though, I herd them say he wasn't moving. Link's Loftwing was descending to Skyloft, with Link laying motionless on its back.
It was all crazy, but running out of the academy doors it really hit me. Seeing it made its reality all too strong.
I took a ragged breath. I was amazed I'd even accomplished that, as I felt my senses shutting down. Next to me I saw Gaepora shouting orders to my fellow knights, but I couldn't hear him. No doubt his orders were directed at me, but my body was locked. Even if I'd herd what he was saying, I couldn't have done anything about it.
I saw them jumping off of Skyloft, only loosing sight of them for a moment as they floated back into the air on the backs of their Loftwings. They must be heading out to search for Zelda and her Loftwing.
Link's red Loftwing flew closer and closer, the body of it's owner still limp on its back. Link wasn't moving. Why wasn't Link moving?
I was screaming at myself. Move dammit! My mind battled to take back control. Move. Move. Move!
The Loftwing landed, Gaepora started towards it. He was moving too slowly, I needed to know.
I was moving now, my legs burst with energy as a ran to Link. I was still blind to anything around him, but at least I could move now.
The first to reach him, the Loftwing lowered itself to a sitting position so I could examine Link. His face, nocturne. I cupped it in my hands, wanting desperately to regain my senses. What I felt was real. His skin. Warm. The warmth of life I hoped, and not a lingering aftermath of a man that had been.
Glancing down his body I saw it. His chest moved steadily. Up and down as air and blood and life cycled through his body.
He was alive. Gaepora gave a response, so I assume I'd spoken out loud, but I was still only half aware.
His Loftwing gently rolled his body into my arms. Link's head lulled onto my chest. He seemed shaken, weak from trauma perhaps, but he was alive.
I wondered what happened, and of coarse I was concerned greatly for Zelda, but I wanted to get Link to the comfort of his own room. His own bed. He was safe in my arms now, and I wasn't going to let anything change that.
I didn't rush to his room, running would shake him too much. As we walked I noticed a lack of blood, bruising, cuts, or any sort of bodily damage. That was good.
Silver lining. Remember the silver lining.
All things would come with time. He'd wake up, then we'd know everything. I wouldn't pressure for answers though.
He'd take his time.
I'd keep him safe.
I'll always keep him safe.
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Happy Holidays!
