Children Of Destiny
By Sasammi
Sasammi@hotmail.com
Okay okay, dear readers, I know I haven't update for god knows how long BUT tragic news thundered this summer. I passed my exams ... barely, (U (or C it's bein' remarked) E, E, D). Sooooooooo this means peeps that I'm on an all art course now, tons of homework and pressure, but I'll write when I can. BUT good news comes from this, I've got a toy boy! He's soooo cute, just like Link but with shorter brown hair and soooooo naive (and cute), I named him 'Blink' coz he likes Blink 182, but arrrrr he's only 16 but arrrr.
Right readers, I'll make you a deal IF I get my total to 62 reviews then you will be rewarded with a new chappie as usual BUT if you exceed 62 THEN you get a new story too entitled "Awaking Fortunes", corny I know maybe you guys can think up a better title too!!
Here's the morning after scene. Now, I'd like to point out that though Navi is a very annoying ball glowing light with wings, in this fic she's more of a perky character like the ones you find in any good anime or manga, the comic relief guy ya know ...... er, maybe still a little annoying but eh.
Oh and she has a body too. A/N
*****
The waking pale yellow morning light warmed the soft open room as the sun began to rise into the mellow blue sky. The sun's ray of diamonds sparkled over the ridges of the mountains tops and through the ever dark green bushy needle leaves of the forest. All creatures awoke as the goddesses sun breathed life back into the world of the living. Washing away the day before. A musk earthy dew scent refreshed the air as the tepid wind swept it through the balcony doorway. Rays of blissful golden sun poured through and stretched across the empty floor towards the bed. Enchanted coloured roses petal, of every colour such as the fiery red and meek blues, swept in through the doorway from Japheth's charmed gardens on the warm breeze. They softly floated and settled gently on the rippled sheets of the disrupted bed as the waves of white flowed with every stir, they decorated the captivated sleeping beauty that lay peacefully beneath the fine sheets. Her glistening honey blonde tousles lay sprawled across the plumped downing pillows as she lay on her side across the middle of the bed, the thin white cotton sheets hugged her slim nude figure. She moved so gentle in her peaceful and tranquil sleep. Her hand grasped at the sheet as she heard the wooden door shut to tightly. She refused to open her eyes to the soft thud of the door or morning song of the lark on the balcony railings or to the patter of gentle footsteps of hefty boots that crept towards the bed, neither would she awake to the gentle touch on her exposed silk-smooth arm. But her undisturbed sleep was finally broken by his tender lips brushing the sensitive part of her neck, a place he learnt which pleasured her.
"Good morning." He whispered as he stroked her hair from off her face with an angelic touch. He pleasantly sat right next to her on the edge of the bed. His cerulean stare glazed over her petit figure from his silken shy blonde locks. Her stirring nude body under the virgin white cotton sheet lay evident that it wasn't another blissful dream. He felt somewhat reassured having her there with him. She was indeed a temptress, the sins of the night before replayed over in his mind, he blushed at those thoughts. His heart sprung tortures were almost forgotten as long as he had her. He let his fingers slid along the contours of her body, believing she was still sleeping. She slowly turned to face him with her tired eyes. She clasped the sheet in her hand and sat up in bed slowly and rubbed her eyes with the other hand. As she pulled her hand away she could see him blush slightly and scratched to back of his head, he averted his eyes and blushed harder. Only a child at heart, though body proved otherwise.
She smiled innocently at his angelic aura. She giggled.
He gave her a steady blue glance, only to find his mouth suddenly wrapped by her greeting lips. She took him off his guard and let her hand tickle him at his nape. Her action's could not be helped. After some brief hesitation he soon relaxed into the soothing embrace of his lovers arms as they gradually fell into a hot-blooded kiss. He slowly began pushing her down towards the soft bed as his hands slipped beneath the sheets to her nude skin. They're lips broken apart.
It was only now she finally notice his new clothes as her hungry stare drifting along his manly physique. He was wearing a sky blue tunic with delicate golden embroidery around his cuffs and collar, a pair of loose beige pants and the same white shirt, all gifts from Japheth's hospitality.
"Where have you been?" She mumbled pushing back his hair behind his ear to no avail. He smile back at her.
"Breakfast of course." He cheered with a heart warming smile.
"Breakfast?!" She shot up, pushing him back up. She sounded amazed, not the fact that Link had woken up in the soul pursuit of food, that was no surprise, but the fact she had over slept. She had never over slept in her life, and fact that it was broad day would made a quick escape near impossible. But now as the word breakfast ran through her head she started to feel a bit hungry and empty herself.
"I suppose I'll have to steal something from the kitchens on the way out ..." She murmured while yawning, Link sniggered and shook his head at her in a childish gesture. He got up and walked a little way to the balcony to a small shanty table with a white bundle placed on top.
"Don't be stupid," He sneered, "Do you really think I'm heartless enough to eat with out you?" He picked up the bundle.
He turned to face her, he sat back down next to her, "I managed to sneak some upstairs." He referred to the small bundle now in his hands as he passed it to her. In it were some cold bacon rashes, bread rolls, some grapes, an apple, a purple star shaped fruit and a paper parcel with butter inside, and a steak knife.
"Thank you." She purred before ensnaring him into another tender kiss, yet again to his surprise.
*****
Well, from a far, it seemed to appear as if a glowing milky white lily with fluttering, almost invisible, wings, was wandering from the bulky green oak trees towards the open ground of the decaying crumbling graveyard. This beautiful glowing lily dipped and rose on the air current as it tried to make it way through tough barked branches at a moderate speed. On closer inspection, it's not the flower glowing or flying, but the pixie holding it.
Her slim body was no taller than 15 cm. It's skin glowed and had a shimmering aura. Behind it was a faint trail of falling stardust. She was a glowing stick figure of girl, but pretty, for a fairy. She had big cute amber eyes and a cute smile, her short ash blonde hair with gold streaks flicked out at the bottom and her dress was a little small, even for her. Her name was Navi, a perky know-it-all fairy with a bossy nature.
She seemed to be mumbling some aggressive curses as the strong wind blew her in all directions.
"Stupid big stupid lily thingy, .... symbol of death my ar- EERK!" She had a brief painful encounter with the rough bark of a nearby branch, "Humph, DAM TREE! Hmm! Did it on purpose" She tried to compose herself again but to no use, "........ why a lily? Heavy stupid thing, why not daisies, .... I like daisies."
Her incoherent ramblings and cursing carried on as she toiled through the forest. But as she grew near to the grim and eerie sight of the tombstones she became quieter. She wondered if it was her fault, if she'd stayed with him he wouldn't of made such and reckless and idiotic choice. She carried on flying around the graveyard until she found the new graveyard with Link's inscription on it. She didn't even have her eyes open when she got there, one to hide the creeping tears swelling up in her eyes, she saw it as too stupid to cry even though she really wanted to, and two she took this journey every week now and knew the path like the back of hand. She stood suspended 5 feet above the grave with the lily in her hand. She let the tears slip as she stood in pray. She wanted to blubber, but her pride refused. Perhaps it was her fault, she was assigned to take care of him by the Great Deku Tree and now look!
"Link, you idiot." She mumbled and then sniffled, the lily fell to floor.
She waited to hear the soft pat as it hit the ground. Nothing. She opened her eyes in bewilderment, a couple of moments later she heard a faint tok instead. She slowly looked down and jump out of skin in a grimace. The grave was wide open and stone cover pushed aside, the drag mark still there in the mud. She hesitated for a moment and then shot in there like a lightening bolt. She hollered in the darkness of the tomb.
"LINK! LINK! Where are-- EEERKKKKKKK!!!"
The cold stone slab table in the centre and the dusty tomb was completely empty. She also saw the burned touch laying across the floor with scorn marks.
A stern cold voice came from no where and echoed on the nearby walls.
"Navi. Calm down." So she did exactly the opposite.
"ARRRRGGGGHH!" She felt her back hit a cold wet stone wall as she flew backward out of control. She was cornered, she gulped hard. There was no way out and she trapped with something in there. She collected herself into a fighting stance, "okay, put up your dukes!!" her fists clenched. She'd have to fight her way out now from, er, who ever is was - that - knew - her - name.
"NAVI!" The voice boomed and then echoed around the small space. A womanly figure stepped into cold morn light streaming from above, from the platinum blonde locks and stern red eyes in was apparent who it was there with her.
"Im-pa? Is it you?"
"Yes." Navi shot right to her and stopped only a hair from her nose.
"Impa, what's going on?
-What's happening?
-Where's the Princess?
-Where's Link?
-Where's his body?
-Why's the tomb open?
-What happened to him?
-What's going on!
-Are you wearing perfume?
-Was it Ganon? I'll show 'im a thing or two" Navi growled and took up her fight stance again. Impa ignored her and got straight the point.
"Link's gone, I'm not sure where." This only confused her more. She floated there dazed for a while.
"But--but-- wha--who--how--why?"
"Why? Hmm, I don't know as to why yet, but ..." She paused and eyed the stone table, " ...yesterday he managed to come to the Temple of Time, alive, accompanied by some strange allies, I believe a new enemy of ours, though there attack didn't make any sense, something else is at work here and it puzzles me to what it is." Impa wasn't helping, in fact Navi was more baffled now than she'd ever been, if ever! Her head hurt. She was utterly perplexed. She hated being puzzled.
"He went to the temple?" She sneered and then gasped as crazy assumptions ran through her head, "Oh no, you mean he's now a-" Navi put her arms out straight, tilted her head to one side and started groaning and walking on air like a rigid puppet.
"No Navi!"
"Oh," she exclaimed and stopped immediately. (a little Scooby-Doo moment there!)
"He seemed pretty much alive to me."
"Riiiiiiight." Navi whistled with a cocky stare. Impa glared at the bundle of light, she winced. Impa then walked over to the table.
"I've come here to find out how it was done, what spells were used. A sorcerer or sorceress may have helped them ... but there are no spells I know of that could do this ... maybe the black arts have something to do with this -- hmm." Impa brushed her gloved index finger along the cold granite, there was dust, plenty of it, "this much dust inside a sealed tomb after one day." Impa mumbled. She brought it over to the light to examine it more closely. In the light the dormant dust began sparkling in flashes of bright pink. Navi came closer to eye the dust more closely also. her eyes widened in shock.
"ARGGHH!! Icky!! Gross!! You're touching it!! Put it down!!!" Squealed the sparkling creature biting at her nails. Impa sighed, she had had quite enough already.
"What is wrong with you now!?" Navi looked at Impa in surprise.
"DON'T you know what that is!!!!????"
"What Navi!!" She was already peeved.
"It's ... it's ... a dead ... me." She shrieked.
"A dead you?" Impa hissed with ridicule.
"A FAIRY!!!!!!!!!!!!"
And with that Navi flew out the tomb in a girly panic.
*****
" ... Link? Where are y-- ... Oh."
The tomboy princess walked out onto the open stretch of balcony to find him there in complete solitude and isolation. The soft pat of her footfalls from her brown leather boots aired her approach as she listened to the morn calls of the neighbouring birds, their chirped songs rang on the crisp air. She could smell the strong scent of pines as she walked to the luscious tree tops creeping over the railings. The suns parched light warped the sky's, the ocean blue pigments stretched peacefully across the heavens.
He sat there, balanced on the sand rock rail, abstracted from the rest of the world, staring at the darkened ever green forest in complete silence, too deep in thought. His eyes glassed over as his mind ran over the strong contrast of content and objective thoughts. He gazed at the distance pines but his eyes were half open and dim to the world. Perched on his pursed lips was his beloved musical instrument. The engraved fairy ocarina played a heartfelt tune to the sweet nectar of his breath.
"Link?"
He stopped playing and slowly turned and weakly smiled at her.
"What's wrong?" He sighed. She walked over to him at stood by his side before pulling herself onto the railings. He had to clarify disheartening worries that haunted his blissful mood.
" ... Princess .... what are you going to tell them when you get back." His chaste eyes had a kind of daunting and a nervous look about them as he eyed her softly. He saw himself with the words 'high treason' hung over his head for his actions that night along with rest of his guilty charges.
"When I go back?" Did he honestly think she would go back there now, this thought was kind of arrogant of him but she kept her smile.
"Er, yes Zelda ... When you go back, ... what will you say?" His mind pondered, "I about everything I -- told you -- last night."
She smiled at him with a air radiance, so innocent. The object of his talk was not in his words but his gingerly voice. He paused to collected poseur, the recurring daunting thoughts of their future troubled him.
"What will Damien make of this--" His voice became forlorn, after all, even though he loved her dearly, he could never keep like he wanted to. She withdrew a little. A pang of discontentment ripped across her heart.
"Damien?" She tried to forget, though her shaking voice air her nerves.
A moment of uncomfortable silence broken them apart. Leaving them alone with their own thoughts, alone.
This thought he tried to repress all morning behind his newfound happiness haunted. It hurt to think about it But couldn't hide it forever, and now it hit him hard despite how felt about her. She repressed her reality quickly, she hated being secret about her feeling but now out of the foreboding court of Hyrule she could make her own way, so she hoped.
"Forget him, it doesn't matter anymore." Her voice firm, trying to hold on to some confidence in her own words. She stroked her finger down his worried face.
"Zelda, It's not that easy." His voice more stern. She put her head on his torso for some comfort.
"Link, I'll give up everything for you, you understand?"
"Zelda I couldn't--"
"I don't want to live with any more regrets! I don't want to lose you, I don't care for protocol anymore. I won't sacrifice my beliefs no more ... I need you, I need your courage."
He felt the warmth by her speech, he didn't even notice they're brace. His spirits lifted.
"That's why I'm coming with you." She stated.
He froze to the spot, his blood ran icy cold.
-Oh shit-
She couldn't come, she'd be hurt, killed. Either by the dangers of questing or by his merciless companions. He couldn't live that on hands as well. If she had any sense she'd go home, it was for the best, even though he would enjoy her company. But he loved her too much to see her hurt.
"No, wait Zelda. But you--" But he didn't get ant further than that.
"But what Link?" She gave him a quick glare, She felt rejected, "you expect me to ignore everything from last night and go home." She jumped down from the railing and marched to the doorway with large strides and sat on it with her arms crossed. He jumped to follow her but only moved a couple of steps.
"Zelda you're too stubborn, you're not lis--"
"I am listening" She interrupted. She stopped arguing for a bit, to consider, to notice the irony. She honestly wasn't really anger but frustrated, and though it was his fault for not except her help, he didn't deserve a row for it.
"Why can't I come?"
"You'll be hurt, Zelda. This is dangerous business, that's all. This quest could probably-- kill you."
She gave a sigh as the objective of this quest ran through her head. "... Link .. are you sure what you're about to do is the right thing?" He heave a sigh and hesitated for a moment to reflect, he'd asked himself that question a thousand times before. "I understand what you're trying to achieve for us but," She got up and walk towards him and slipped her hand in his, her head hung in sadness, "but the true force is a fairy tale." She murmured gravely.
He slowly pulled away.
"Zelda. ... I'm going to do this. I don't know why, but I have a gut feeling that this will turn out right, but--."
"You're going to get yourself hurt." She voice rose, she feared the worse.
"You'll only be in danger if you came, I can't protect you and quest as well--"
"Then don't go. Come with me. We don't have to go back." Her voice a meek whisper. She seemed deeply sadden, her eyes begged him "Please, I'll lose you again. Don't leave."
He pulled her into his arms and cradled her the silence for a while.
"I must go. I'll come back, I promise." He whispered chirpily. He pulled away so she could see him smiling. "You can trust me can't you?" He smiled again. "Believe me, trust me like you once did. Please, my princess." He whispered and slowly rapt her into another spellbound kiss. He pulled her closely towards his warmth. They pulled apart gradually, she was left with a faint smile.
"I love you, no matter what. You mean a lot to me." He smiled.
But before he could say much more, from the dark wooden oak door behind them came two deafening fierce booms. The startled duo were fixed to the spot. He squeezed her closer for no other reason than to protect her. There was another hard boom on the old oak followed by a scratching at the door. A voice echoed through the door.
"Hello? Great Protector?" There came another scratch at the door, "Link? I know you're in there!!" The voice was husky and somewhat aged.
"Great protector?" She slurred, Link gave her a stern look and put his finger to Zelda lips before answering.
"Who's there?" Link's voice was harsh.
"It's me, old Moonscar," The voice now more friendly, Zelda couldn't help but notice it seemed to came from the lower half of the door, "M'lady wishes to see you, dear boy."
"Zenia?" He questioned
"Yes, the one and the same. She's growing impatient as per usual." He commented, "it's urgent."
Link grew solemn. He looked down at Zelda, he whispered softly into her ear, his warm breath tickling her neck.
"Zelda, I want you to stay here until I get back okay?" He smiled.
She didn't answer but only gave a weak smile. Link kissed her hand, he wanted her there with him to keep him company, safe and secure in what he was really doing this, the right reasons, but had to see her home, safe and sound where she should be. But felt up lift again about how she cared for him. He picked up his soft brown cloak from the back of the chair and left the room nervously smiling at her before leaving, shutting the door quietly shut.
She was left alone. She slumped onto the bed and spread herself across the sheets, her mouth still tinkled with his presence. She smiled despite everything.
*****
The brilliant startling ray of shimmering bullion daylight seeped gently through the jagged holes of the old wood and slab rooftop where the vivacious stone angels feathered wings had ripped openings to the intense baby blue skies. The stunning golden sun light sparkled as it fell to the grim chapel floor. The gloomy floor itself was filled with vivid coloured light from the on looking stained windows of the chapel. The slate slabs were covered in grey dust, timber and marble brick. Some of the old benches and padded pews had been smashed to splinters. The large engraved candlesticks cast a side. Now the jagged brick doorway covered with ripped remains of the velvet wall hanging draped across, the sacred door to the virgin realm, to the dusty secret chamber remained open.
Kneeling solemnly in the debris the old chapel was a breaded old man in red and glistening golden robes, deep in pray. His hair a whispery white in a monks cut. His skin creased with age. The tears rolled from his cheeks as all hope faded from his dreary existence, his remaining faith compelled him to pray, for Link's soul, for everyone. He wished with all 'the powers that be' for a miracle, some hope, a sign if anything that the creators would save them or give them pardon from their insufferable tragedy that would befall them. The chosen one was lost, princess of destiny missing and now they awaited for the wrath of horrendous pain from the dark lord. As his hands broke apart in despair, he fell to the floor and wept. The crystal tear droplet smeared across the dusty floor and soaked into his silken robes.
Through his juvenile sobs, he heard something. Something harmonious. A child's laughter, distant. He wiped the tears from his eyes and listened. He heard it again, a little loud. From outside. He gradually turned around and stared the blazing bright opening of the church doorway.
The faint silhouette of a small innocent girl. She giggled before vanishing.
Rauru watch as she disappeared and felt a compelling need to follow her. He rose from the dusty cold floor and scuttled towards the door. As he peeped his head around the door knock off it's hinges he catch a glimpse of her green hair fleeing around the corner into chapel gardens and another giggle as she vanished again. The front turf was ravaged with clumsy horse hoofs and scattered pebbles but the on looking tree still gave comfort. He tiptoed around the corner the outside stony wall.
The chapel garden were untouched by the madness and a hazy green glow seemed to spread from the centre of the wooded area. Behind one of the old oak trees he could see her bare feet sticking out from the bottom of the rough barked tree trunk.
He crept along the lush green grass, the soft dew crushed behind his feet as he sneaked up on her hiding place. He peeped around the large tree to find her sitting there wriggling her little toes, humming. Her hair was wavy and a bottle green, she had seed pods, straw, green all mingled in there like she'd been crawling around in the wildness all morning. her face had strikes of mud on it and grass stains. Her dress was also green with sticky pods, leaves and grass all over it. She looked up and smiled at him with her great big emerald eyes.
"Hi." Her voice was that of a cherub. He couldn't help but smile.
"Hello there." He whispered. She smiled even harder. She then eyed his visage with a strange curiosity.
"Why you crying?" She questioned.
He suddenly became aware of the moist salt tears on his cheeks, he quickly wiped them away.
"No reason," he shrugged, there was no reason to worry such an innocent child.
"No reason? She questioned with a puzzled look, she looked down and started played with her toes in a very childish manner, "everybody cries you know, if they're really sad, or lonely or ..." she looked at him, "lost."
He sat on the grass next to the small child. He seemed to warm to her quickly, his woes long forgotten. Strange, as soon as he relaxed into her aura he felt peace.
"Are you lost?" She enquired. He giggled to himself at her inquisitive nature.
"I shouldn't imagine so, but are you lost little girl." She smiled and burst into girly laughter and then shook her head.
"um um, nope."
"Well, where's your mummy?" He humoured.
"Don't have one."
"Really? Do you have family?"
"Yea, two sisters, they're older than me ... only a little." She kid with cheeky grin.
"And what is your name?" He smiled.
"My name? Well my sister's call me Fàr." He stared at her for some time pondering, the name rang a bell but it was lost all to quickly, it puzzled him why her name caused such a stir with in him. "Are you sure you're not lost?" She asked with comforting smile.
"Er, what," He shook himself from his thoughts, "of course, I'm not lost at all."
"Are you sure?"
"Why yes."
"But" She seemed grieved, "you look so sadden, and hopeless ... in here, old man." She crawled over to him and her child like finger pointed to his heart and creased his clothing as she looked him puzzled. "Is it okay? Your so trouble sir. Oh. You're hurt too."
Her hand then fell to the bruised rib cage from the day before and the pain vanished.
"There, that's better now isn't it?" She sat back down by the tree.
Her face grew very solemn very quickly as she stared back at him with a serious smile. He stared at her in wonder through the cracks over his eyes. Did she do that? A pure miracle. Could this be want he pray for? This child wasn't natural, an angel maybe?
A tender wind blew around the small girl, flicking her long wavy green hair in warm breeze, a gentle sparkle in the air, highlighted an unseen aura around her angelic form. Her stunning emerald eyes became a darker glittered green and more mature as they slowly closed. A whispered thought crept into the passages of his mind.
-Please don't lose your faith old sage.-
He couldn't breath. His mouth gape in amazement. Could this be? The child spoke? No, she didn't, her lips, they didn't move.
-Relax, I will not harm you ...........- The voice matured to a heavenly women's, and grew louder.
The child close her eyes. Her aura increased and spread across gardens. The creatures of the wood seems to become enchanted, It breathed life into the trees, the budding wildflowers burst with energy. He too was drawn.
-Our Children of Destiny know what they are doing, it is they're fate ... In time you will seen our true plan and so will the world ... Trust us, we will guide them well ... You're great deeds will not go on un-rewarded, just have faith in us ... Remember, they need you be strong and so do we, wise one of the light.-
The small girl opened her bright emerald eyes and giggled. He was dumbfounded. All in his long years, his life in service had ever dreamed this would happen. At last, a divine being.
"Who are you? Are you--"
"RAURU" a call came across the grounds and shattered the moment. He turned look to see who it was on instinct, It was Impa with a new found fairy friend but when he turned to look back at the child,
she was gone.
*****
Sitting quite uncomfortably on the chilly cold corridor, waiting for Link, was 'Moonscar' or Moris was his real name. He was, in deed, a wolfo, a silver back, he was huge, almost 2/3 as tall as any human. The elderly looking wolf was very aged, his course grey fur mingled with his snowy white underbelly and long grey speckled socks. Flecks of dazzling imperil silver shone from his fur and shimmered when he shook or moved. His large ears were torn in places with savage battle. His nick name Moonscar came from the huge half moon cut on his right eye which impaired his sight somewhat, only leaving one large warm soft brown eye left. He smiled receptively as he saw Link shyly step into the corridor to meet him.
Moonscar, was one of the first creatures Link meet when he was revived. His rough malevolent appears ran chills down Link's spine, but behind his menacing cunning grin, a kind a gentle soul gleamed through, his savage years of dark deeds and bloody raids on neighbouring villages were long behind him, he was too old to fight anymore and wise, not so naive as before. Once a proud leader of his pack, all killed by Ganon's careless hand. He was wise beyond his years and friend to all walks of life.
"Good ta see ya me lad." He said with a toothy smile baring all his yellow canine fangs. "It's nice to see you still in one piece." Link timidly smiled at him. They then began to make their way along the frosty slab flooring to the nearest stair well, the morning light poured through the huge glassed window at either end of the corridor.
"As you were wondering, I arrived late last night, I hear I missed all the fun." Moonscar's attempt to spur chit chat.
"I suppose ... if you could call that fun ..." Link's voice a little subdued with hints of sarcasm to the ridicule he received last night in the dinner hall, but Link's mind pondered on other matters of importance. The wolf glanced at his drifting eyes straying along the floor, his hidden smile, and tried to read between the lines.
"Parties aren't you're thing?" He inquired.
"Not when there's no real need for them, it was only a flower, just one small step." Link still a bit bitter, but didn't dwell on this and resumed thinking. The old wolf hissed with laughter.
"I see." He chuckled. The silence soon resumed but it wasn't uncomfortable either of them. For the wolfo, he enjoyed a good laugh and a sing song and hummed some tunes to the sound of his soft pads hitting the hard cold floor and as for Link ... his secret smile remained ...
His moments of pure bliss and sensations of composed peace had now eventually dispersed into his cold biting actuality and warped his sense of reality with such daunting worries of Damien now put away again. Though he remembered atrocities of yesterday, though it cursed him to think of them, the traumas of his betrayal, he felt as if his world could start a new with the raising morning light. Though a strong feeling of urgency, responsibility and guilt lurked over his shoulder and there was also felt a wonderful strength to take it all on, a new strength, new light, finally excepting the new chance at life again. Nearly everyone had notice that morning at the breakfast table in the hall the new warm smile on his face, a somewhat hidden song in his voice behind his thoughtful eye. He radiated an air quiet confidence, that even he didn't notice. Moonscar watched as the secret smile unveiled itself, a new hidden passion brimmed to the world and Moonscar had played dumb for too long.
"Link," he coughed, "there is something I would like to ask of you before we reach Zenia."
"hmm?" He murmured as he recaptured the feeling he felt as he found her heavenly sleeping at his side that morning, how happy he felt. He tried not to wake for she was his sleeping angel, instead he played her lullaby at the bottom of her bed, before breakfast, to fill her dream with some serenity since some she had spared for him. He dwelled on those thoughts a few moments, it felt like eternity
"Who are you hiding?" The wolf sneered evilly, he glanced up to see Link face burn aflame.
A/N Whoa, so what's gonna happen? So what do you think? Remember the deal at the top of the page? Review and be amazed. Continuation, 'Road to Hogglesmith Hut'