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Author Notes: I don't know if I'll continue this fic, I just had the urge to write Zelda Fanfiction, I might continue it if I get positive reviews though^^
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Wings of Search: Prologue
He tossed and turned, he had many restless nights because of her. It had been three years since her disappearance but yet he still remembered her. How serious and dedicated she was, to the way she told him stories. At first he had felt sad asking if anyone had seen, heard news of her anything, but after awhile the feeling became worse.
At first he thought he was starting to feel ill, but the doctor that stayed with them had said he was fine. The pain only became worse as the days continued. He find himself often looking to the sky expecting her to come from it's depths. But nothing ever came.
As months went by the pain continued to grow more pain, and everyday his hope of her return begin to fade. He would stand outside listening to the wind, hearing her voice, and at times, it seemed he could even hear her play that instrument she always played.
Soon weeks became months and months became years and now he stood lying on his bed, on a cold fall morning. It was always hard to tell the seasons on his island because it was always so warm, but he knew as he traveled often with the others even if his father forbid it. The ones he traveled with always allowed him to join them since it was the only time he came out of his room. Most knew how lonely and pained he had become since the time of her disappearance, and some knew the reason why it pained him so. They knew the answer that he longed to know yet none never told him, always waiting for him himself to find the answer out himself.
Some said his Father knew about his sons leaving of the keep yet allowed it, for like the rest of his people he was glad to see his son up and about. Though everyday he left he was afraid he'd find out her whereabouts and disappear himself, leaving him alone.
Some may call that vain but it was the love of his family that made him think such selfish thoughts, for his son was the only one left of his family, the only one left he truly trusted with his life. The man did trust his protectors but a bond between father and son, was a extremely rare one, that this man planned on never breaking.
It was a quiet day that fall morning and the prince planned on having a day of flying, to take his mind off her. He exited his room, greeted by many. Stepping out into the sunshine he inhaled. The salty smell of the sea air filled his lungs, he thought about where he would fly today.
Finally deciding that the wind shall be his guide and lead him to a destination he stretched his wings, she had encouraged him given him hope on the day he received his key to the sky, and with a small leap he was airborne.
Feeling the wind under his wings was exhilarating, he bathed in the sunlight once more, before taking a steep dive skimming the waters edge. He continued to fly with no destination, he found himself enjoying this type of flying, he continued past the small islands that made his home what it was.
Standing out in the bustle of sounds was a small note being plucked from a string, he listened intently, recognizing the sound. He flew to it. North, West, East it seemed to come from all directions. It was at it's fullest as he came to a stop on a small headstone shaped island. A opening that looked as if it had been once blocked by a giant stone stood directly in the middle of it all. He slowly made his way to the opening.
He took a look inside and looked at the surroundings of the space. Another opening stood directly in front of him, two torches glimmered in the darkness, but what drew him closest to this unknown place was her presence, she had been here. Three years ago, she had stood where he stood. Played her instrument where he stood, looked on in awe where he stood, and then it hit him.
Why he had felt so much pain, why he felt so lonely, why he felt uncompleted. He wasn't ill. No the pain he felt was caused by his heart. He loved her, and she was gone! He finally realized what everyone knew all along and his love was gone. He walked forward knowing this space in this island would lead him back to her, but like a magical barrier he was pushed back, slammed against the wall, he tried again. The same thing happened.
He slowly walked out of the space. If he wanted to see her again he knew what, actually who he had to see. With that thought, he stretched his wings and rose into the air.
"I must meet with my friend Link, I know he will be able to tell me where she is, where Medli is," The prince of the Rito Tribe made his way in the direction of Outset Island where he knew he'd find answers.
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Author Notes: There Done the prologue, did you like it? If so please review or I may not even continue .
Author Notes: I don't know if I'll continue this fic, I just had the urge to write Zelda Fanfiction, I might continue it if I get positive reviews though^^
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Wings of Search: Prologue
He tossed and turned, he had many restless nights because of her. It had been three years since her disappearance but yet he still remembered her. How serious and dedicated she was, to the way she told him stories. At first he had felt sad asking if anyone had seen, heard news of her anything, but after awhile the feeling became worse.
At first he thought he was starting to feel ill, but the doctor that stayed with them had said he was fine. The pain only became worse as the days continued. He find himself often looking to the sky expecting her to come from it's depths. But nothing ever came.
As months went by the pain continued to grow more pain, and everyday his hope of her return begin to fade. He would stand outside listening to the wind, hearing her voice, and at times, it seemed he could even hear her play that instrument she always played.
Soon weeks became months and months became years and now he stood lying on his bed, on a cold fall morning. It was always hard to tell the seasons on his island because it was always so warm, but he knew as he traveled often with the others even if his father forbid it. The ones he traveled with always allowed him to join them since it was the only time he came out of his room. Most knew how lonely and pained he had become since the time of her disappearance, and some knew the reason why it pained him so. They knew the answer that he longed to know yet none never told him, always waiting for him himself to find the answer out himself.
Some said his Father knew about his sons leaving of the keep yet allowed it, for like the rest of his people he was glad to see his son up and about. Though everyday he left he was afraid he'd find out her whereabouts and disappear himself, leaving him alone.
Some may call that vain but it was the love of his family that made him think such selfish thoughts, for his son was the only one left of his family, the only one left he truly trusted with his life. The man did trust his protectors but a bond between father and son, was a extremely rare one, that this man planned on never breaking.
It was a quiet day that fall morning and the prince planned on having a day of flying, to take his mind off her. He exited his room, greeted by many. Stepping out into the sunshine he inhaled. The salty smell of the sea air filled his lungs, he thought about where he would fly today.
Finally deciding that the wind shall be his guide and lead him to a destination he stretched his wings, she had encouraged him given him hope on the day he received his key to the sky, and with a small leap he was airborne.
Feeling the wind under his wings was exhilarating, he bathed in the sunlight once more, before taking a steep dive skimming the waters edge. He continued to fly with no destination, he found himself enjoying this type of flying, he continued past the small islands that made his home what it was.
Standing out in the bustle of sounds was a small note being plucked from a string, he listened intently, recognizing the sound. He flew to it. North, West, East it seemed to come from all directions. It was at it's fullest as he came to a stop on a small headstone shaped island. A opening that looked as if it had been once blocked by a giant stone stood directly in the middle of it all. He slowly made his way to the opening.
He took a look inside and looked at the surroundings of the space. Another opening stood directly in front of him, two torches glimmered in the darkness, but what drew him closest to this unknown place was her presence, she had been here. Three years ago, she had stood where he stood. Played her instrument where he stood, looked on in awe where he stood, and then it hit him.
Why he had felt so much pain, why he felt so lonely, why he felt uncompleted. He wasn't ill. No the pain he felt was caused by his heart. He loved her, and she was gone! He finally realized what everyone knew all along and his love was gone. He walked forward knowing this space in this island would lead him back to her, but like a magical barrier he was pushed back, slammed against the wall, he tried again. The same thing happened.
He slowly walked out of the space. If he wanted to see her again he knew what, actually who he had to see. With that thought, he stretched his wings and rose into the air.
"I must meet with my friend Link, I know he will be able to tell me where she is, where Medli is," The prince of the Rito Tribe made his way in the direction of Outset Island where he knew he'd find answers.
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Author Notes: There Done the prologue, did you like it? If so please review or I may not even continue .