Chapter 2: The Well of Thought
Link's eyes slowly peeled open. He could barely see around him but knew that wherever he was couldn't be good. He didn't have anything with him except his sword and whatever he might have happened to still be carrying from when he left Kokiri Forest. He also noticed the annoying buzz of his fairy had ceased. He looked all around for Navi, but she was gone too. Of course, everything was gone, but at least he had gotten his wish of excitement...even though it had been from an eerie stranger made of shadow.
As soon as his eyes had adjusted to the lack of light, he had gotten used to the bright light that had carried him here...wherever here was, Link looked around to try and get a hint of where he was. It was basically just a large empty well, various bones and other things he didn't even want to take a guess at were scattered around the damp floor. The only light that he could see was some a small opening at the top of the well, probably some thirty feet up. There was no rope where there could have been a bucket attached, he assumed that they didn't have things like that yet. He saw no way to get out at this time, but he was also still scatter-brained from everything Faro had told him. He knew he was in a very far back past, he just didn't know where it was. He assumed it was Ancient Hyrule as Faro had talked about, but it was hard to tell from inside a well.
As Link leaned against one of the walls, and every few seconds felt droplets of water or bugs, he heard voices from above. He could hear them quite well because the hollowness of the well amplified any speech near it.
"Potio got another village," One said.
"What do you mean, 'Potio GOT another village'? He SAVES those villages," The other said.
"You are clue less...he has to destroy them, what else could bring them to a sudden downfall? It just makes sense," The first one replied.
The voices trailed off as the people walked away from the well. There was something blocking the small hole of light that Link had as the only comfort that he would see light again, and he soon got scared. It was strange for him to be scared after all he'd seen and been through, but this was a foreign land and it was different. He wasn't some big hero here with a reputation to uphold, he was just a little kid stuck in a dried out well. This Potio guy was the hero now...and apparently the villain as well. Or at least that's what he was going to find out about.
Link's eyes slowly peeled open. He could barely see around him but knew that wherever he was couldn't be good. He didn't have anything with him except his sword and whatever he might have happened to still be carrying from when he left Kokiri Forest. He also noticed the annoying buzz of his fairy had ceased. He looked all around for Navi, but she was gone too. Of course, everything was gone, but at least he had gotten his wish of excitement...even though it had been from an eerie stranger made of shadow.
As soon as his eyes had adjusted to the lack of light, he had gotten used to the bright light that had carried him here...wherever here was, Link looked around to try and get a hint of where he was. It was basically just a large empty well, various bones and other things he didn't even want to take a guess at were scattered around the damp floor. The only light that he could see was some a small opening at the top of the well, probably some thirty feet up. There was no rope where there could have been a bucket attached, he assumed that they didn't have things like that yet. He saw no way to get out at this time, but he was also still scatter-brained from everything Faro had told him. He knew he was in a very far back past, he just didn't know where it was. He assumed it was Ancient Hyrule as Faro had talked about, but it was hard to tell from inside a well.
As Link leaned against one of the walls, and every few seconds felt droplets of water or bugs, he heard voices from above. He could hear them quite well because the hollowness of the well amplified any speech near it.
"Potio got another village," One said.
"What do you mean, 'Potio GOT another village'? He SAVES those villages," The other said.
"You are clue less...he has to destroy them, what else could bring them to a sudden downfall? It just makes sense," The first one replied.
The voices trailed off as the people walked away from the well. There was something blocking the small hole of light that Link had as the only comfort that he would see light again, and he soon got scared. It was strange for him to be scared after all he'd seen and been through, but this was a foreign land and it was different. He wasn't some big hero here with a reputation to uphold, he was just a little kid stuck in a dried out well. This Potio guy was the hero now...and apparently the villain as well. Or at least that's what he was going to find out about.
