Authors Note: I know I know I haven't written another chapter in soooooo long a time! But I had a ton of work from school that I needed to do and I'm still not done. Anyway sorry about the delay.

Legal Stuff: In case I haven't mentioned this already I don't own any characters that Nintendo does and neither does Nintendo own anything of my making. (Hee Hee)

Chapter 2

Twilight was coming. The sun sank to the west and cast an amber hue over the

clouds. The last rays of the sun were just barely over the horizon. Deep in the

Great Forest Kokiri village was still alive with movement. The forest children

had been working all day to finish the preparations for the Tournament or

Trilaouchmet in Kokiri tongue. The faerie children were everywhere, carrying

wrapping and generally being busy. A large tent had been erected in the center

of the village. Outside that roasting pits had been dug and to the left were

several long tables with stumps for stools. Saria stood in the middle of all

this hustle and bustle holding a wood slate with some parchment attached and was

checking off things to do with an ash stick. Now of course this wasn't her job.

She was just the healer but someone had to do it and since Mido claimed to have

important business in his hut. Ha! Business more like sleeping! "That Baba meat

better be well done or I'll tan your hide Jonalie!" Saria called to a Kokiri

stumbling away from the village kitchens loaded down with platters of the meat.

"Stir that Deku juice carefully Donria we don't want it to clump!" Just then

Link and co. walked in through the village gates dragging the bag filled with

Janal fruit alongside them. "Where in the name of holy hell have you three

been?!" Saria inquired running up to them. "We had some trouble with the scrubs

in the meadow." Whyle stated matter of factly "I hope you didn't damage the

fruit." Saria said motioning for two other Kokiri to bring the bag to the

kitchen. "We're fine thanks!" Link said moving off towards his tree house. "And

just where do you think you're going?" Saria called after him. "Home" Link

replied. "I don't think so! You're going to go help Caldo and Bron with the fire

pit and then I think Alormon wanted to see you in the archives." Link groaned

and shuffled off. "Not so fast!" Saria exclaimed turning to face the twins who

were trying to tiptoe away.

After a few hours of digging Caldo decided that Link could go. It was

quite dark by then and the preparations were almost done. The other tribes just

had to arrive. Link washed up in a basin someone had left behind and then

hurried over to the archives, a very tall hut next to Mido's house. Link rapped

his knuckles smartly upon the door and waited. No one answered. He knocked

harder this time. Still no reply, carefully he turned the handle on the door and

peered inside. The main area was dark and empty. Tall bookcases and drawers

covered the perimeter of the room. On the far wall was a doorway leading into a

small back room. This was illuminated brightly. Link pushed the door open fully

and walked inside. Reaching over to a small desk he snatched up a lantern and

lit the wick from some flint and tinder from his pouch. Shutting the door behind

him Link walked into the back room. Link stood framed in the doorway. Sitting on

a small bed was a Kokiri. He was sitting with his back to the wall pouring over

a leather bound volume. Small crystal spectacles were perched on his nose. Link

stepped into the room and his boots made a small squeak on the floorboards. The

Kokiri looked up from his reading and his face broke into a grin. "Hello Link I

didn't hear you knock." He said placing his book on the dresser and standing up.

"Small wonder you didn't hear me, you were so immersed in that book." Link said

grinning back. "What?... oh yes the book fascinating thing that book. Its about

etiquette in a Catilian court." "What the heck is a Catilian?" Link asked

looking puzzled. "Not what where. It's a place from Outside." "How can you be

interested in anything outside the Forest Alormon, I mean it has no useful

purpose does it." Link replied skeptically. "Maybe not but it is interesting

learning about somewhere else and what better place than the archives." Alormon

said. "Yes well anyway what did you want to speak to me about?" "Oh my! I nearly

forgot." Said Alormon quickly striding past Link and into the main room. Link

followed him in. Alormon took the lantern from his hands and held it to a small

orb hanging next to the doorway. "Lets get a little light shall we." He said.

The heat from the lantern triggered something in the orb and a spark immediately

shot from the orb igniting a long cord attached to it. The spark traveled up the

cord and around the walls. As it passed a torch bracket on the wall the spark

lit the torch. It spiraled around the room going ever upwards until it reached

the top and stopped at another orb on the ceiling. No matter how many times Link

saw this he was still amazed by the ingenious design. Alormon paid it no heed

and walked over to a chest near the front door. Unlatching it he promptly dug in

and started rummaging through the trunk tossing out items at random. Link had to

duck as two decks of playing cards and an old brass telescope whizzed over his

head. Finally with a triumphant cry Alormon straightened up holding a long

package. Placing it on the table he motioned for Link to come over. Link walked

over. Curiously he peered at the object. It was a sheath. Blue with a copper

point. The hilt of a sword stuck out from the end an emerald set in its pommel.

"I found this in a small cave near the medical hut. I was going to collect some

herbs for a recipe I was trying out when I heard an odd noise. Checking around

the hut I saw that the old stone back there had been rolled out and behind it

was an opening. I ran to fetch a light from the hut and then started into the

opening. I traveled down what was maybe a fifty-foot tunnel and emerged into a

low ceiling cavern. At the far end was a pedestal of living roots. The odd thing

was that the roots. Although covered in moss the roots seemed to be moving and

were emitting the sound I had heard. I did not feel fear only curiosity.

Treading lightly over I saw it. The sword! It was there held in the earthy grip

of the roots. I touched the hilt of the sword and a golden light started at the

hilt and traveled downward into the roots. They immediately released the blade

and curled outwards until they formed a sort of table. I left with the sword and

came back here where I asked Saria to send you to me. She said that she would

send you to me as soon as you got back from collecting fruit." Alormon finished

his story and sat back in a chair. "This is all very interesting... but why did

you call for me?" Link asked looking puzzled. "Look very closely at the hilt."

That was all Alormon said. Link peered closely at the gold hilt. In the

flickering light from the room torches Link could make out four small engraved

letters. LINK