A/n: When I started, I told myself I would write this story without drafts, without outlines, with a vague idea but no plot. This was the product of that experiment... yeah, now I see why all of those are important lol XD. Thank you all for reading!
V. Epilogue: Sometime Later in the Future
Kakariko Bridge — 9:05 AM; Sunny.
He felt more than he heard the tinkling sound that accompanied the presence of koroks this time. He was getting better at finding them.
Link, now donning the Sheikah armor of his ancestors, peeked under the bridge, where, yep, there was definitely a forest spirit hiding inside that circle of rocks. It would be tricky, but he was confident in his skills, and on his second try, he managed to toss a rock into the circle, revealing a long, oval leaf-masked korok.
"Yahaha! You found me!" it giggled. "Here, Catch!"
It tossed one of its seeds, which Link caught gracefully and quickly pocketed. The smell was not something he could ever get used to, he thought.
"What's the latest?" he asked. The korok became stiff, mimicking a soldier at attention giving off report.
"Yiga spies are gathering more often at stables and setting up traps at the bigger roads; you'll have to travel off the beaten path for now on. We're keeping watch like the Great Deku Tree told us to, but..." the korok started to whimper, "some of us are getting worried. It's not safe for you to go alone."
Link laughed. He was touched by how much they cared for him. "I'm never alone, silly! I've got this, remember?" He said, pointing out the Master Sword on his back. "Besides, Zelda and you guys are always watching over me."
The korok's mood brightened. "That's right! Gotta make sure you don't blow yourself up and stuff."
"Hey! That was one time," he chided good naturedly. The Sheikah slate chimed, it must have already sensed the ingredients he needed for healing potions. Good. "Adventure's calling…tell Olli I said 'hi', yes?"
"Aye, aye, capt'n!" the korok saluted before vanishing with a Poof! Link shook his head and, with a few taps on the slate, did the same. He had a job to finish, after all.
Three Divine Beats down, one to go.
