The two had sailed upon the ocean for awhile with Link scanning his in- credible map that his weird friend named Tingle gave him. But while his young eyes searched the parchment trying to pinpoint a triforce's shard, his mind was distracted by the strange dream he had early that afternoon. He tried so hard to push the dream to the back of his mind, but it would not stay forgotten. The images that were shown to him piqued his interests so.

And that haunting song that the stranger shrouded in fog played, kept going on over and over in his mind. He could still remember it fresh and clear. He also pondered the scenes that flashed ever so briefly even questioning if they had really been what he saw.

One in particular had been a scene with a horse, which was strange for Link had never seen a real life horse because they were so rare to small islands. But this horse was so beautiful and he found himself longing to see one just like it. Link felt a sudden pang of sadness, as if missing the mare.

He shook his head, small green cap hitting his small shoulders lightly.

"That's crazy." Link murmured with out realizing it.

"What is crazy young one?" Red Lion turned so that he could see Link out of the corner of his eye. "Have you miss-guessed the correct location of the shard?"

The small boy let out a groan as he rolled up his map. "No, that's not it."

"So then we are on the right track." Link suddenly heard the Red boat chuckle. "I would have figured that as distracted as you were, we may have gotten ourselves lost."

Link ungracefully slumped against the handrail of the boat. "I've had a lot on my mind lately, and this weird dream isn't helping any."

"Ah, the dream again, it is bothering you still? Perhaps it is a premonition." The Red Lion said with all seriousness.

"Premonition? Come on, that stuff isn't real. And even if it was, I'm not that special." Link casted his gaze out to sea once again.

The Red Lion curved his long neck fully, so that he could look upon the young boy.

"Link, in the ancient times of Hyrule, premonitions were not uncommon, in fact, the coming of the Hero of Time was also a premonition as well."

Link propped his head upon his hand exchanging a skeptical glance. "Okay, but that was ancient times, and look at now. No one even foresaw the 'coming of Gannon'. That stuff doesn't happen now."

"That is because no one is inept to this gift, and even if there are ones who are, they simply don't believe it. As I recall, the age of the Hero of Time was foreseen by a young princess at that era. It would not be hard to believe that you may have that gift as well." Red Lions said gruffly.

Link was silent considering things, and King of the Red Lions reassumed his watchful gaze ahead. The boy clad in green felt as if the Red Lion had more to say, and a moment later he did;

"Tell me, what was your dream about? I know you have been puzzling over this since you first woke, I can read it clearly on your face."

When the Red Lion saw the young hero hesitate, he became a little more concerned. He was Link's most trusted confidant and always was there to lead the boy, so of course he could not help but feel like a father for Link.

The small blond finally looked to him eyes flickered, perplexed. And then, as if something clicked over in his mind, the boy turned away. It was as if he had just ignored the urge to speak of something that troubled him deep down.

"Link?"

Link gave a little nothing smile trying to reassure his companion. But his eyes were different, more guarded now.

"I think we're really close to the triforce shard." He said quickly changing the subject.

"Link."

The boy began to prepare the sails but he quickly replied "I'll tell you on the way."

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"That is quite the strange dream." Red Lions said as they cruised along to the destination.

"Yeah tell me about it." Link peered through his sister's treasured spy- glass, trying to find the tell-tale sign of the sunken treasure. "I really don't know what to think of it, and to tell the truth it's really beginning to creep me out."

Red Lions looked around the area as well.

"I cannot say so much for it is pretty vague. But you did say your visitor in the fog played a song, and it was familiar to you yet you've never heard it before. Perhaps it is like the case of Medli or Makar."

Link lowered his spy glass, a weird look on his face, "What? You mean like I could be a sage or something?"

"That's not possible, since you are already recognized as the Hero. You'd have your job cut out for you if you had two titles." The red boat chortled. Link pondered this over a bit and nodded.

"Then maybe I should talk to Medli about it. Maybe she can help me. I think if anyone can interpret things, she may."

The red boat rocked gently as Red Lions nodded his head. "Very good idea, a sage is wise beyond their years, and very good at matters such as these. Speaking of which, Link, do you remember the song in your dream?"

"Of course, it's only on my mind like every other minuet."

"May I hear it?"

Link let out a small laugh then. "I don't know about that. It was kind of preformed on an instrument. I don't know how I could match that, and I don't think you'd want to hear me sing. I have a tin ear."

"I'll take my chan~" But it never had a chance to finish before link interrupted with a cry of surprise.

"There! Over there! King of the Red Lions do you see it?!" The boat looked to where the small youth was pointing and saw a column of light rising from the depths of the sea.

The boy was unable to keep still, reminding the old boat that Link was still just a child despite his hero status. The boat cruised to the spot marked by light, and as they approached the light faded away, but they were ready with the grappling claw and it was immediately lowered into the water's depths.

Link was leaning over the boat's side, and Red Lion could see the excitement and interest in the boy's eyes. Finally, the boat gave a small little tug, a sign that the hook latched on to something, and soon an old iron-clad treasure chest broke to the surface. It was encrusted with years of rust and coral, but Link was able to open it none the less.

Light exploded from with in and Link shielded his eyes for a moment before leaning over and dipping momentarily into the huge box. He struggled a bit, little feet kicking in the air, and finally the boy pulled himself out with the source of the light.

A triforce shard.

"You did it Link! You found a piece of the triforce!" The old boat said happily. Link was speechless as he examined the shard. It was as if it were made of gold but glowed of it's own accord. But that wasn't what got to Link. He could feel a faint stir of power emanating from the shard itself. It was warm in his hands and seemed to penetrate his skin. He thought he heard echoes of faint whispers coming from everywhere and yet no where at all. And suddenly upon impulse or something more, he held the Triforce shard to his chest, feeling its weak pulse of power. He wasn't sure why he did that, but he could only describe it as embracing a forgotten friend.

Before he realized what was happening, he saw his whole world washed in pure white light, and then he was hit by a barrage of flashes, voices, sounds, and then he saw nothing more.