A Link of Time
I do not own the Zelda series or anything else relating to Zelda except what I write.
Sitting on the forest glade,
Stretching as he comes awake.
Ready for a bran new morn,
To learn he is the hero born.
Accompanied by a little friend,
And taking up a sword in hand,
And with his shield on his right,
He strikes down enemies with its sacred might.
Misconcepted for his age,
He must find the princess sage.
Giving him the instrument of time,
The sword is what he must find.
Lying asleep for seven years,
He had opened the gateway to his worst fears.
Wielding the sword that masters all,
He now seeks the evil's fall
Searching for the seven sages,
Who protect the three items through the ages,
Just as his great nemeses,
Kidnaps the princess.
The flow of time, he disrupts,
As eveil all around him erupts.
The final battle, time is up,
Now the child must grow up.
Now facing his greatest foe,
He does not bow, nor does he woe,
For in the midst of battle upon that tower,
Both are fuelled by their thirst for power.
Striking down the evil man,
He must face the dreaded Ganon.
Next to the beast he feels like a child,
But still he prevails over all that is vile.
Striking mercilessly at his head,
He leaves with the princess for dead.
He can put all this behind,
as he returns to his own time.
He was sitting in a forest glade,
Stretching as he came awake.
Finding he is the Hero of Time,
And the Link, that must hold it together.
I do not own the Zelda series or anything else relating to Zelda except what I write.
Sitting on the forest glade,
Stretching as he comes awake.
Ready for a bran new morn,
To learn he is the hero born.
Accompanied by a little friend,
And taking up a sword in hand,
And with his shield on his right,
He strikes down enemies with its sacred might.
Misconcepted for his age,
He must find the princess sage.
Giving him the instrument of time,
The sword is what he must find.
Lying asleep for seven years,
He had opened the gateway to his worst fears.
Wielding the sword that masters all,
He now seeks the evil's fall
Searching for the seven sages,
Who protect the three items through the ages,
Just as his great nemeses,
Kidnaps the princess.
The flow of time, he disrupts,
As eveil all around him erupts.
The final battle, time is up,
Now the child must grow up.
Now facing his greatest foe,
He does not bow, nor does he woe,
For in the midst of battle upon that tower,
Both are fuelled by their thirst for power.
Striking down the evil man,
He must face the dreaded Ganon.
Next to the beast he feels like a child,
But still he prevails over all that is vile.
Striking mercilessly at his head,
He leaves with the princess for dead.
He can put all this behind,
as he returns to his own time.
He was sitting in a forest glade,
Stretching as he came awake.
Finding he is the Hero of Time,
And the Link, that must hold it together.