"C'mon Zelda! Hurry up!"

"Hold your horses, Link. I'm coming!"

Thirteen-year-old Link ran up a hill in Hyrule Field, panting slightly from running but smiling nonetheless. He looked down to see Zelda sprinting up to join him. As Zelda's nanny, Impa, had to take her role as the Sage of Shadows, the castle had been extra wary of its princess and her safety, and it was amazing that she was actually out at all. "It's about time! I got bored!"

"It's not proper to run," Zelda mocked the rules of the royal court. "As Her Royal Highness, the Princess, I must uphold every law."

"Today you're not the princess! Today you're my guest!"

"Only because you made me run away from the castle for a day! Wearing this, I might add." Zelda looked down at the plain dress that she had worn when she stole from the castle.

"Only because you suggested it! You chose to wear that on your own." Link grabbed Zelda's hand. "We gotta go! Otherwise we're going to miss it!"
"Where are we going? Miss what???"

"You'll see." Link and Zelda continued to climb the great hill. Finally, puffing with their effort, they reached the peak and looked downward. "See, that's what we're going to!" Link said, indicating the last preparations of a great show below. A circus, to be exact.

"Oh COOL!" Zelda exclaimed, and Link laughed at her excitement. And what a circus! People scurried everywhere, most of them as spectators trying to buy good seats, but a lot of them were in costumes. The costumes themselves were something else. They sparkled and shone, and everyone had antennae and little red fuzzies at the tips of their ears. Each costume was individual, and each one fit the character so well, it was almost like their skin. Creatures of all types ran from tent to tent trying to prepare themselves for the event. A crown of onlookers watched as a girl with antennae and purple hair juggled while she sang. A smaller version of herself danced around her in circles, singing and clapping to keep the beat of the song. Suddenly, a gong rang out. It was time to start the show. Both children raced down the hill toward the crowds and the colorful tents. Laughing happily, they bought their tickets and, like water poured into a vase, the spectators filed into the tent.
Link took his seat in the dark row. Waiting patiently, Link suddenly heard a whimper. looked over to see his friend holding her hand to her forehead, a pained look on her face. "Zelda, what's wrong?"

"I don't know....my head... I suddenly have a terrible headache," Zelda mumbled. "I....I don't know why."

"Really?" Link was concerned. "Do you want to leave?"

"Link-" Zelda saw Link's look of worry spread across his face like wildfire. "No way. Honestly, I'm fine. It-It's even going away as we speak!" Zelda drew her hand away from her head. Her hand looked reluctant. She looked back at Link, and to her dismay, saw that his look of concern hadn't changed.

"You really want to stay-"

"Yes," Zelda said firmly. Then, a little bit softer, "Yes, I'm sure."

"Alright, but remember, if you feel any pai-"

"Yes, Link."

Link drew his face away from Zelda's and faced the stage, but he couldn't help glancing at her once or twice to see if she was telling the truth or not. Zelda, knowing that Link was secretly watching her, tried hard to imitate a look of deep enthusiasm, excitement, and anticipation.

Suddenly, the millions of candles scattered around the tent dimmed to a low ball of light, and somewhere a lonely violin played a nostalgic tune. A blue light shone, lonely, down upon the stage. A violin was seen to float onto the stage, in midair, and seemed to dance as it played. Slowly, as though deep blue ribbons were sweeping through the air and wrapping around the air around the violin, a figure appeared, entirely in blue and with antennae (but not a zora), was seen to have been playing the flying violin. It did a lonely, graceful dance around the stage, and then went to the side and sat down, still playing the mysterious melody. Suddenly, a little girl walked onto the stage. She had white locks tied into long braids that swept behind her like a levitating train, and what seemed like a very sheer nightdress with a white body leotard underneath. She had antennae, and eyes so clear you could swear that she saw right through you, and a voice that was so lovely, so graceful and flowing and deep, so rich and creamy, so sweet and strong, it seemed almost comical that she had a voice like that, and one would think that someone was singing her tune backstage, while she mouthed the beautiful lyrics. She went to the side and sat down next to the violin player, and continued on with her tune. All the lights flicked on above the stage, all of them a deep blue tint. A band of figures, just like the violin player, walked onto the stage. They carried what looked like a silk purple bundle. They laid the bundle onto the ground, and then ran backstage, save one. The figure slowly reached forward, grabbed the edge of the silk from behind, and then.........pulled it away with a flash and ran!

All of the lights flashed aquamarine now as what was under the silk was revealed. It was a person, a girl with antennae and orange-blonde hair that had three spikes of hair protruding from the sides backward, as though glued to her head and the sticking out in back where there was no head to be glued to. The rest of the hair was long and fell against the back or the floor or wherever gravity intended it to. She wore a purple leotard with sparkles that shone in the white-green light, and green eyes that seemed to luminate, almost radiated shine. Slowly she uncrumpled herself and looked around. Then she pulled herself up, balanced herself on her arms, and circled her legs vertically to the ceiling. She fell out of that position after a few seconds, pulled herself to her feet and started to do a dance around the stage. As she did so, the different members of the circus took turns doing an introduction dance on stage. The clown girls from outfront did a few flips over each other. A child in a long robe and large ears did rolls and a flip. A girl with a sparkling green and darker green leotard and diamonds in her hard did a short ballet number, with lots of leaps and twirls. Monkeys and Deku scrubs did a quick, very advanced game of leapfrog while an unnaturally tall Deku girl twirled around them. Link noticed that most of them had antennae and at least one diamond somewhere on their persons. In fact, they all did. Well, hence the name, Tshiko no da Kuro Diamante. After all of the members of the extraordinarily large circus made their introduction, the figures in blue came back with articles of clothing. Slowly, dancing to the spinning song, they slowly clothed the girl with green eyes; a pair of white pants, a very large red coat, boots and a hat, a large bowtie, and a gold topped, tied with a purple ribbon, cane.

Suddenly, the figures dropped to the floor and sat, as though paralized. The violin stopped in its track, and the young singer's voice came to a dead halt. The green eyed girl walked to the center of the stage and looked up at the audience. All was silent. Then she raised her arms and smiled the biggest, grandest smile of all of the circus artists. "Hello to you all, big and small, young and old, ladies and gentlemen! I am Enne, your ringmastress, and all of us performing under this tent today wish to welcome you to this year's edition of Tshiko no da Kuro Diamante!!!"

The cheer that came from the great many stands could have been heard for miles.