Fandom: The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time.
Characters: Sheik, Link.
Drabble Number: 026.
Prompt Number: 032.
Prompt Word: Sunset.
Rating: PG.
Genre: Romance.
Quote: "And for seven long years i'll wait for him/On the banks of the moorlough shore" "Moorlough Shore" by Caroline Lavelle.
Word Count: 334.
Notes: For once, it's Link is the one waiting seven years.
I'll wait for him.
It
was a day like today. The sun was dying, pitifully slowly as it sank in
the distance, casting its last rays on upon us as we whispered the last
goodbye.
It's a silly thing, but on days like this, when the sun is dying and the breeze is gentle, I can almost listen to him in the distance. I remember the way the breeze messed his hair, how his eyes flashed crimson as he looked at me one last time.
Many people would have stopped waiting by now. Many people would have moved on after the first winter. I won't.
Zelda smiles and respects me, but I can see a sort of pity behind her eyes. She thinks I should give up and go on with my life. Most people I know think that way. Don't ask me how I know, I can feel it and I hate it.
Impa doesn't pity me. She's Sheikah and she knows the journey Sheik embarked himself into is important. She knows what it means, and she knows I know what it means.
She often tells me, when no one else around and in that soft spoken voice of hers, that she admires my devotion. No other Hylian would be so devoted to such a cruel tradition of a race that's essentially gone.
"When he comes back," She tells me, every time I'm feeling a bit depressed or lonely, "It'll be your turn to listen to the stories, instead of retelling them."
When he comes back. She doesn't doubt he will, and neither do I. Because if Sheik is gone, is to prove he loves me. And to honor that love, the love he feels for me and the love I feel for him, I will wait for him. For another seven years if needed.
The sun sets in the distance, as it did yesterday and as it will do tomorrow. I sit here, like I did yesterday, like I will do tomorrow.