Hello and Welcome to "A Link To My World" chapter 4
It's nearly done, if you really must know.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, Link, yadda yadda yadda, let's get on with the story.
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Link woke early, before there was even a hint of dawn. He crept down the stairs to the bar where he left ten rupees and a note of thanks. The innkeeper would be amazed that morning to find that Link had paid with sapphires and emeralds.
He was about to leave when he heard someone mutter something. He turned around and saw Avari huddled in the same chair she had been in when he had left her. She had fallen asleep. He smiled slightly, then pulled out a small object. It was a fish, carved out of turquoise and inlaid with silver. He had gotten it from a Zoran craftsman, as a present for Zelda, but this girl deserved to have something beautiful. And she could probably get a good price for it if she sold it, he thought as he placed the figure in her open palm. Her hand slowly closed on it, and she smiled in her sleep.
Link watched her for a moment longer, then turned and strode out the door.
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Around midmorning Link slowed his pace, to a fast walk. He looked around, shading his eyes with one hand. He could see a cloud of dust in the distance, but he couldn't be sure if it was caused by people or the wind.
"Dirt, dirt, and more dirt." He said.
"There's a tree over there." Fayt commented.
Suddenly Link sensed a presence, as if someone was standing right next to him. He turned quickly, but there was no one there. He could still feel it though, as if someone was looking over his shoulder. He suddenly had a thought.
"Rhone?" he said carefully. There was silence for a few moments, then.
-LINK!- Rhone's voice screamed in his head. He put his hands over his ears in an effort to block out the sound, to no avail. Once again he was more than himself. He could feel the goddesses' pain and it forced him to his hands and knees. Then, as suddenly as it had come, it passed, and he was Link again.
The mental block Rhone had put on him had blocked Link's feelings, but it had also caused his emotions to build and build to dangerous levels. Now, without it's maker to sustain it, it shattered, like a crystal vase.
His emotions hit him so hard that the breath was knocked out of him. He gasped for breath as the memories and feelings overwhelmed him. The only thing that mattered was his despair, despair so deep that there was no wish to live. Tears coursed down his face, splattering the ground with his tears.
"Link, are you okay?" Fayt asked. "Link?"
But Link couldn't hear, didn't want to hear. (A/N: This is Link's opinion of things at this moment.) Zelda had dumped him for Ganondorf, and was probably married. The goddesses who had put their faith in him were dead. Ted was dead too, for believing in the goddesses. It's all my fault, all my fault.
The world's troubles were his fault. Dulcea was going to be come a nightmare land, as Hyrule must already be. Everything would come to death, and destruction, and ruin.
Link cried. He cried for himself, he cried for Zelda. He cried for Navi and Ted and Avari. He cried for all the people he had ever met, and the people he never had. And he cried for the goddesses, Rhonale Varinaya and Nori Evelinara.
"Link!"
It's my fault. All my fault. My fault. I've killed them all!
"Link, talk to me! What's wrong?"
Link paid no heed to the small bobbing green ball of light that floated next to his head. He no longer cared.
How long he knelt there, in the dust and the dirt, he did not know, but after some time had passed, Fayt called out suddenly, "Link, behind you!"
He instinctively pulled the master sword from the sheath on his back, turned on his knees into a standing position, and slashed out at the black griffin that had been sneaking up on him. It reared and snarled as a red line appeared across its eyes. There were two others, both golden brown, and they hissed at Link, angry that they would have to fight for their meal.
But Link had no intention to fight. Instinct faded, and he merely stared at the griffins with a look that would have made the coldest heart break. The griffins, however, had no thought for such things, and charged him.
"Link! What are you doing?" Navi yelled, as the griffins neared.
Link sheathed his sword in one fluid movement.
"Giving up."
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It's nearly done, if you really must know.
Do you know what musth is? I don't think you want to know, but if you do, review with and include your e-mail and I'll send out a mass e-mail telling you all what it means.
But I don't think you wanna know.
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, Link, yadda yadda yadda, let's get on with the story.
~~*~*~*~*~*~*~~
Link woke early, before there was even a hint of dawn. He crept down the stairs to the bar where he left ten rupees and a note of thanks. The innkeeper would be amazed that morning to find that Link had paid with sapphires and emeralds.
He was about to leave when he heard someone mutter something. He turned around and saw Avari huddled in the same chair she had been in when he had left her. She had fallen asleep. He smiled slightly, then pulled out a small object. It was a fish, carved out of turquoise and inlaid with silver. He had gotten it from a Zoran craftsman, as a present for Zelda, but this girl deserved to have something beautiful. And she could probably get a good price for it if she sold it, he thought as he placed the figure in her open palm. Her hand slowly closed on it, and she smiled in her sleep.
Link watched her for a moment longer, then turned and strode out the door.
* * * * * * *
Around midmorning Link slowed his pace, to a fast walk. He looked around, shading his eyes with one hand. He could see a cloud of dust in the distance, but he couldn't be sure if it was caused by people or the wind.
"Dirt, dirt, and more dirt." He said.
"There's a tree over there." Fayt commented.
Suddenly Link sensed a presence, as if someone was standing right next to him. He turned quickly, but there was no one there. He could still feel it though, as if someone was looking over his shoulder. He suddenly had a thought.
"Rhone?" he said carefully. There was silence for a few moments, then.
-LINK!- Rhone's voice screamed in his head. He put his hands over his ears in an effort to block out the sound, to no avail. Once again he was more than himself. He could feel the goddesses' pain and it forced him to his hands and knees. Then, as suddenly as it had come, it passed, and he was Link again.
The mental block Rhone had put on him had blocked Link's feelings, but it had also caused his emotions to build and build to dangerous levels. Now, without it's maker to sustain it, it shattered, like a crystal vase.
His emotions hit him so hard that the breath was knocked out of him. He gasped for breath as the memories and feelings overwhelmed him. The only thing that mattered was his despair, despair so deep that there was no wish to live. Tears coursed down his face, splattering the ground with his tears.
"Link, are you okay?" Fayt asked. "Link?"
But Link couldn't hear, didn't want to hear. (A/N: This is Link's opinion of things at this moment.) Zelda had dumped him for Ganondorf, and was probably married. The goddesses who had put their faith in him were dead. Ted was dead too, for believing in the goddesses. It's all my fault, all my fault.
The world's troubles were his fault. Dulcea was going to be come a nightmare land, as Hyrule must already be. Everything would come to death, and destruction, and ruin.
Link cried. He cried for himself, he cried for Zelda. He cried for Navi and Ted and Avari. He cried for all the people he had ever met, and the people he never had. And he cried for the goddesses, Rhonale Varinaya and Nori Evelinara.
"Link!"
It's my fault. All my fault. My fault. I've killed them all!
"Link, talk to me! What's wrong?"
Link paid no heed to the small bobbing green ball of light that floated next to his head. He no longer cared.
How long he knelt there, in the dust and the dirt, he did not know, but after some time had passed, Fayt called out suddenly, "Link, behind you!"
He instinctively pulled the master sword from the sheath on his back, turned on his knees into a standing position, and slashed out at the black griffin that had been sneaking up on him. It reared and snarled as a red line appeared across its eyes. There were two others, both golden brown, and they hissed at Link, angry that they would have to fight for their meal.
But Link had no intention to fight. Instinct faded, and he merely stared at the griffins with a look that would have made the coldest heart break. The griffins, however, had no thought for such things, and charged him.
"Link! What are you doing?" Navi yelled, as the griffins neared.
Link sheathed his sword in one fluid movement.
"Giving up."
~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~
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