THUD! The young man collapsed on the grass growing on the rolling hills of Hyrule field. He dropped all his equipment on the grass beside him: a hammer, bow and arrows, bombs, a sturdy shield and the blade of evil's bane; The Master sword. With the great weight of his equipment off of his back he felt free but even with this new found sense of freedom he had another burden that he had to bear that he just couldn't toss aside like his accessories. It was the fate of Hyrule that he alone had to take into his own hands and protect from the evil Ganondorf. "Why me?" the hero thought "Why do I have to be Hyrule's glorious savior, the great Hero of Time?" The more the hero thought about it the better the idea of just leaving his junk in the middle of the field sounded. "Zelda" he said aloud, he knew she was out there somewhere, hiding from the King of Evil's grasp. He reached into a pouch and pulled out his blue ocarina. As he sat there he remembered a lullaby that he learned in Zelda's garden. He puts the ocarina to his lips and begins to play as he becomes lost in memories of younger days and good times gone by. As he plays he remembers why he does what he does. He pulled the sword from the pedestal because he loved this land of Hyrule too much to let the Gerudo take over. With new found inspiration he collected his weapons and junk, mounted Epona rode off for the next temple.