An Odd Night

The full moon illuminated the rolling hills of the plains, revealing anything that stepped into its path. The night was eerily quiet, not a cricket chirped, not a deer rustled the bushes, no bat flapped is wings. Mylanth observed this as she lay on the ground, her head supported by her pack. She felt uncomfortable, like something was wrong, like something was going to burst through the bushes, and kill them both.

She shook her head, moving so she now lay on her side, and brought her blanket closer around her. She closed her eyes, making an attempt to fall asleep. A few moments later, she sighed, she couldn't get to sleep. She sat up, tossing the blanket away from her, and brought her knees to her chest. She looked across the smoldering campfire, watched as Link's blanket rose and fell with his breaths.

'How can he sleep so peacefully, especially in an open area like this?' Mylanth wondered as she continued to stare at Link, 'Whenever we've had to camp out on the plains, I've always had this nervous feeling, how does he gets over it?'

Link moved slightly, mumbling something under his breath. Mylanth watched as he rolled over on his back, his eyes still closed, but they were twitching. She watched as he fidgeted, incomprehensible words coming from his mouth. He stopped, moving around so his back faced Mylanth once again.

'I wonder why he asked about a "Twilight Realm," and another way to get there.' Mylanth pondered, 'Something must have happened to him, but I wonder what?' She lay back down, grabbing her blanket and brought it over her. She closed her eyes, her mind still on Link, and finally drifted off to sleep.

Link however, was not having a pleasant night. He had dreamed of Midna once again, but the dream he had was not the nightmare he had at Renado's house. This one was not as frightful, but it still disturbed him. He dreamt of that fateful day in the Arbiter's Grounds, when Midna left him.

The portal to the Twilight Realm swirled its mystic patterns upon the large black rock, the Triforce standing still in the very center of the design. Three young adults stood on the pedestal that held the Mirror of Twilight, the circular tablet that allowed access to the Twilight Realm. One wore a tunic of dream, which lay over a coating of chain mail. Another wore a dress of white's and pinks, and the last wore a black robe, covering her pale skin.

Midna, the one in the black robe, started saying something, but no sounds came from her mouth. A single tear raced down her cheek, and she held up her hand, the palm towards the Mirror. Midna then spoke again, and this time it was heard.

"Link, I, see you later," was the only words that here heard. She lifted her hand, and the tear lifted off her face and slowly advanced forward. The tear then melted into the Mirror, and nothing happened. Suddenly, a large "crack" was heard, and both Link and Zelda looked at the Mirror, and stared in shock. The Mirror had several large cracks, and those cracks were spreading like lighting across the Mirror, until it exploded into many very small pieces.

Link looked back at the place Midna was standing, but she wasn't there. She had already climbed the stairs of light, standing on the platform on the top. Their eye's locked for the final time, and Link would never forget that. Midna raised her hand right before her body started disintegrating, the pieces being sucked into the circular patterns on the rock.

The stairs disappeared, and so did the swirling, circular patterns on the chain bound rock. Link stared at the spot where Midna was just seconds before, not believing what he had just seen. The girl he had grown to love, gone.

He opened his eyes, staring at the bush in front of him. He sighed in disappointment, it wasn't morning yet, and he doubted that it was going to come any time soon. If only he didn't have to dream about that day again. He wasn't going to go back to sleep just yet, better to get his mind off of such things beforehand.

He propped himself onto his elbows, and looked around the camp. Epona and Mylanth's horse lay sleeping hear each other, and Mylanth herself lay on the other side of the now smoldering fire. He found himself staring at her, and turned away, even though he knew she wouldn't know. Yes, he did find her cute, but he loved Midna, didn't he?

He shook his head, that was a question he had dodged as best he could, he didn't want to know the answer. The question still came up ever now and then, but time and time again he refused to answer it. All he knew was that he was looking forward to that day that he would see her again, if that day were to happen. He lay back down, drawing his blanket over him, and closed his eyes, welcoming the sleep.

I would like to announce that I am putting this story on a hiatus for the time being. I will return to it, do not worry, but it won't be soon.