I don't even know where to go next. I still don't want to go back home, I feel as if I don't belong there anymore. Mido seems to have them all wrapped under his finger anyways, so what's the point in trying? I guess I'll explore some more, not like I have been doing that for months anyways.
Ahead of me, Hyrule field stands. The sun is rising in the sky and the Stalchildren and burrowing back into the ground to avoid the blistering heat and brightness. Though, for some odd reason, they leave me alone when I stand on the path, so I watch them walk limply around the field at night.
As the sun rises, I can see the stairs of Kakariko Village and the tops of the trees. The sound of the stream in the distance can barely be heard and it sooths me, but not for long. Fisting my hands and rubbing the back of my eyes, I yawn as I stretch, pulling myself onto Epona.
Tapping her sides, we ride into the field away from the ranch as the cucoo crows. I follow the path to Kakariko village, letting the wind fly through the hair escaping from my hat. I arrive their when the sun is high, midday.
I've always hated how I couldn't bring Epona into any of the towns or villages, but rules are rules. When I kiss her nose goodbye, I climb the stairs. Inside the village, the guard at the gate glances at me, but takes no more notice.
There is a cucoo running around in front of the tree. Seriously, Anju? I've already gathered these cucoos for you once and you took the liberty of letting them escape again? I get that they give you bumps or whatever you want to call them, but soon enough you will grow out of them so troop through. Watching the cucoo walk around me, I hesitate, debating on gathering them again, but then I leave.
As I pass Anju, I take note of her worried face, but I still ignore her. I ignore everyone. I ignore Mutoh standing by the tree, the workers sweating as they run, and the man waving at me from the roof. I'm not in the mood to talk to them. I'm barely in the mood to talk to anyone.
I walk pass them all and go to the graveyard. The only one ever here is the little graveyard boy who refuses to tell anyone his name, so I can easily mull all day in my own thoughts without being bothered.
When I walk in, the sky is darker, shaded by all the trees. It's nice. Keeping on the rock path, I looked at the boy as he waved his stick at me and watched me carefully. Shaking my head away from him, I climbed the hill and walked around to the Royal Family's Tomb.
Standing in front of it, I took a deep breath before sitting on the edge. I remember coming here the first time, terrified as I played Zelda's Lullaby to enter the tomb. The first time I saw the Redead … the shivers that crawled up my spine. I still hate them, but now that I have the Sun's song, I don't even have to worry.
"Hey, you!" I heard the little boy say and I shook my head into reality, coming out of my daze. He stood in front of me with one hand on his hip and the other shaking his stick.
"What?" I snarled.
"Don't be messing with the graves!" He huffed.
"I'm not." I said with attitude. "I'm just sitting here."
"On the tomb." He pointed behind me and I turned to look at the grave.
"So?" I chuckled.
"So!" He quickly said. "So, I'll tell Dampé."
"Go ahead!" I invited him, opening my arms.
He went to opened his mouth, but then shut it, lost for words. The boy shook his head and tapped his foot, angry that I silenced him. Smirking, I leaned back against the tomb just to aggravate him.
"You know as well as I do that Dampé doesn't come out until night, and by then, you'll be in bed." I sat forward, placing my elbows on my knees.
"Well, I'm going to go try anyways!" He stomped and turned away. I chuckled as he jogged along the path.
"Go ahead." I smiled at him.
He looked back, but didn't stop. The boy marched up to Dampé's house and knocked loudly on it before turning around and looking up at me. I waved to him, leaning back on the tomb. He stood there for a minute before turning back to the door, disappointed.
He stepped away from the door and his shoulders fell. He looked back up at me and then raised his eyes above me. Curious, I looked up at the sky and saw the sun setting. Looking back to him, I raised my hands by my face and lifted my shoulders, smirking at him.
I saw his face twitch in anger. He rocked on his feet for a minute, trying to decide what to do, before running out of the graveyard. Satisfied, I leaned back on the tomb and shut my heavy eyes.
"Hey Kid!" I jumped as I heard the voice shout at me. I pushed up from the tomb and blinked my eyes open. "Don't mess around with the graves!"
I stared at the hunched back, distorted face of Dampé, holding his shovel and wearing his potato-sac-like jumper. Awkwardly, I stood up and shook my head, telling him that I understood.
"I'm Dampé, the gravekeeper!" Dampé said, lifting his shovel to his shoulder and standing up as straight as he could.
"I know." I said. "I've met you before."
He looked at me confused for a minute before smiling and pointing at me. "That's right! You are the boy who gave me all the rupees to hunt for treasure, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am." I smile, nodding.
"Oh, thank you!" He said raising his hands and shaking his shovel in the air. "Thanks to you, I could afford a stronger, harder, shovel and because of that I found my ultimate treasure – no you can't have it! You can't even see it so don't bother asking!"
"I wasn't going to." I said, but I knew that the treasure he was talking about was the hookshot. Now that I think about it, when I found the hookshot, Dampé was dead. It's weird to think that this man standing in front of me will be dead soon and that it is inevitable. I wonder how the little boy will take it when it happens.
"How come you don't open the door for the little boy?" I asked suddenly and Dampé scratched his bald head.
"I will just scare him." He said. "Besides, I sleep during the day so he is just disturbing my sleep."
"He admires you, you know." I said, suddenly feeling bad for the little boy. "He would never be scared by you."
"Is that right?" It looked as if his eyes sparkled in the moonlight from being amazed.
"Yes, he would love to meet you." Why was I trying to help this little kid?
"Perhaps someday," Dampé said and I smiled, "when he is older. For now, there is nothing I can do for the little boy and there is also nothing I can do for you unless you want to play my treasure game. I will let you stay in the graveyard for as long as you want – so long as you don't mess with the graves. Good night, young one."
Dampé walked away from me and I stood there, not saying a word. I had just spent an entire day and half the night sitting on this grave, is this really what my life has come to? Sighing, I walked the opposite way that Dampé was walking so I wouldn't disturb his guard, and walked back into Kakariko village.