Chapter Three—A Weird Foretelling, Now An Unfortunate Premonition
Chapter Three
Zelda shot up from her bed. She breathed deep and hard. It was only a dream...it was only a dream. It wasn't real. Everything...the bleeding, the woman with the yellow hair, she was a dream too. The cut from the knife...Zelda's bleeding arm...Link hugging her was all a dream. She closed her eyes and calmed herself.
The sun's rays streamed in through the open window and filled the room with brightness. She squinted at the light and got up from her bed, swinging back her covers. She had to tell Link the dream. Just in case this was a premonition.
She quickly slipped on her robe and slippers and ran to Link's room down the hall. She peered into the keyhole, just to see if he was asleep. He had just got up from his bed and was starting to the closet. Just as his hand brushed against the doorknob, Zelda burst into the room, which startled Link so much, he pulled hard onto the door, snapping the door off the hinges.
"Don't scare me like that," he said. Then he noticed something about Zelda. Her robe had fallen off because she had been running so fast and the nightgown she was wearing was skimpy and a little too revealing. He turned away, "Um...Zelda...I didn't need to see that."
Zelda walked up to him anyway, not caring about anything right now except telling him, "Link, this is serious. I need to talk to you about something," before Link can ask what, she said it right away, "I think I just foresaw our deaths."
Link's eyes widened, "What? You foresaw our deaths? Where?"
"In a dream. And didn't technically see it, I'm not one hundred percent sure. I said I think I might have seen it."
"A premonition of some sort?"
She nodded, "But there were few parts before I see the deaths. Listen," she said, "I see you yourself with a knife...not seriously...but enough to make you bleed. Then I see myself looking at my arm, it's covered in my blood, but I didn't cut myself. Then I see us hug, saying something...but I don't quite remember. And...and then I see us bleeding on the floor, dying, our hands clutching," she chewed her bottom lip as she watched Link ponder at the dream.
"Well, no doubt it was premonition," he said, finally gathering some thought, "If it keeps flashing things at you like that, then it has to be. Did you see anything else, I mean...was anyone else in the dream? Impa, maybe?"
She closed her eyes in thought, "No...not one person...except..."
"Yes?"
She stood there, "I don't know who the woman was. She was a young woman, looked about thirty and she long, blonde hair and dark green eyes. She's the one who murdered us. The one who...attacked me with the knife."
"A knife?" Link sounded angry, "Not anyone will lay a knife on you!"
Zelda looked down, "But Link...it's because I got slashed with a knife is what killed you also. You were trying to avenge me."
Link nodded, "This is one weird premonition," he thought for a moment, "Was there anything else abnormal in the dream?"
Zelda closed her eyes again, trying to think clearly, "No...not that I recall," she said slowly, opening her eyes, "But I bet if we pay close attention to our surroundings, I'm bound to remember something."
Link sat down on his bed, "Do you think we should tell anyone about this?"
Zelda shook her head, "No," she said, "Not at the time. Let's just wait."
"Wait for what?" said Link, raising his one eyebrow, "Wait until it's too late for anything? Wait until we're dead? This can happen at anytime. It can happen right now."
"We'll know when it's close to happening," she said, sitting down right next to him, "We'll know because the three quick visions before the actual death with happen first," she counted them off her fingers, "First...you'll cut yourself, second...I'll have bleeding arm, and third...we'll hug after some touching little discussion," she rolled her eyes, "Don't you ever pay attention to anything?"
He shrugged, "Maybe...maybe not," he put on his nervous face again, "Ok...now, Zelda...can you...um...maybe get dressed now? I mean...your nightgown shows a little too much."
Zelda looked down at herself, embarrassed, "Um...excuse me...I didn't mean to," she smiled shyly, "I'll put something more appropriate on," she smiled at him and got up from the bed. She walked out of his room, picking up her robe where she had dropped it. Impa came walking down the hall and stopped in front of Zelda. She looked at what Zelda was wearing and gasped.
"Zelda! I thought you said you were sleeping in your own bed!" she screamed.
Zelda gave her an annoyed look, "I did sleep in my own bed."
"Then why are you walking out of Link's room?" she said, "And with hardly anything on?"
Zelda gave no signs whatsoever of being guilty, "I came here just now to tell Link of a dream."
"A premonition, maybe?"
"Not a premonition," she lied, "I said DREAM! Only a dream," she glared at Impa.
"Well, don't give me any tones anymore, you hear?" Impa said crossly. She began to walk away from Zelda, but halfway down the hallway, she turned around and yelled, "And get dressed, will ya? There are men in living in this castle, for goddess' sake!"
Author Notes: I pray you've seen the next line of sexual humor again, right? I try not to put in too much...or it makes me look bad. That's as much as I will put in this story for a while. Now you've learned and almost developed around the main proportion and climax of the story. Believe me...you'll get a real shock fairly soon. RR...and no flames please.
Chapter Three
Zelda shot up from her bed. She breathed deep and hard. It was only a dream...it was only a dream. It wasn't real. Everything...the bleeding, the woman with the yellow hair, she was a dream too. The cut from the knife...Zelda's bleeding arm...Link hugging her was all a dream. She closed her eyes and calmed herself.
The sun's rays streamed in through the open window and filled the room with brightness. She squinted at the light and got up from her bed, swinging back her covers. She had to tell Link the dream. Just in case this was a premonition.
She quickly slipped on her robe and slippers and ran to Link's room down the hall. She peered into the keyhole, just to see if he was asleep. He had just got up from his bed and was starting to the closet. Just as his hand brushed against the doorknob, Zelda burst into the room, which startled Link so much, he pulled hard onto the door, snapping the door off the hinges.
"Don't scare me like that," he said. Then he noticed something about Zelda. Her robe had fallen off because she had been running so fast and the nightgown she was wearing was skimpy and a little too revealing. He turned away, "Um...Zelda...I didn't need to see that."
Zelda walked up to him anyway, not caring about anything right now except telling him, "Link, this is serious. I need to talk to you about something," before Link can ask what, she said it right away, "I think I just foresaw our deaths."
Link's eyes widened, "What? You foresaw our deaths? Where?"
"In a dream. And didn't technically see it, I'm not one hundred percent sure. I said I think I might have seen it."
"A premonition of some sort?"
She nodded, "But there were few parts before I see the deaths. Listen," she said, "I see you yourself with a knife...not seriously...but enough to make you bleed. Then I see myself looking at my arm, it's covered in my blood, but I didn't cut myself. Then I see us hug, saying something...but I don't quite remember. And...and then I see us bleeding on the floor, dying, our hands clutching," she chewed her bottom lip as she watched Link ponder at the dream.
"Well, no doubt it was premonition," he said, finally gathering some thought, "If it keeps flashing things at you like that, then it has to be. Did you see anything else, I mean...was anyone else in the dream? Impa, maybe?"
She closed her eyes in thought, "No...not one person...except..."
"Yes?"
She stood there, "I don't know who the woman was. She was a young woman, looked about thirty and she long, blonde hair and dark green eyes. She's the one who murdered us. The one who...attacked me with the knife."
"A knife?" Link sounded angry, "Not anyone will lay a knife on you!"
Zelda looked down, "But Link...it's because I got slashed with a knife is what killed you also. You were trying to avenge me."
Link nodded, "This is one weird premonition," he thought for a moment, "Was there anything else abnormal in the dream?"
Zelda closed her eyes again, trying to think clearly, "No...not that I recall," she said slowly, opening her eyes, "But I bet if we pay close attention to our surroundings, I'm bound to remember something."
Link sat down on his bed, "Do you think we should tell anyone about this?"
Zelda shook her head, "No," she said, "Not at the time. Let's just wait."
"Wait for what?" said Link, raising his one eyebrow, "Wait until it's too late for anything? Wait until we're dead? This can happen at anytime. It can happen right now."
"We'll know when it's close to happening," she said, sitting down right next to him, "We'll know because the three quick visions before the actual death with happen first," she counted them off her fingers, "First...you'll cut yourself, second...I'll have bleeding arm, and third...we'll hug after some touching little discussion," she rolled her eyes, "Don't you ever pay attention to anything?"
He shrugged, "Maybe...maybe not," he put on his nervous face again, "Ok...now, Zelda...can you...um...maybe get dressed now? I mean...your nightgown shows a little too much."
Zelda looked down at herself, embarrassed, "Um...excuse me...I didn't mean to," she smiled shyly, "I'll put something more appropriate on," she smiled at him and got up from the bed. She walked out of his room, picking up her robe where she had dropped it. Impa came walking down the hall and stopped in front of Zelda. She looked at what Zelda was wearing and gasped.
"Zelda! I thought you said you were sleeping in your own bed!" she screamed.
Zelda gave her an annoyed look, "I did sleep in my own bed."
"Then why are you walking out of Link's room?" she said, "And with hardly anything on?"
Zelda gave no signs whatsoever of being guilty, "I came here just now to tell Link of a dream."
"A premonition, maybe?"
"Not a premonition," she lied, "I said DREAM! Only a dream," she glared at Impa.
"Well, don't give me any tones anymore, you hear?" Impa said crossly. She began to walk away from Zelda, but halfway down the hallway, she turned around and yelled, "And get dressed, will ya? There are men in living in this castle, for goddess' sake!"
Author Notes: I pray you've seen the next line of sexual humor again, right? I try not to put in too much...or it makes me look bad. That's as much as I will put in this story for a while. Now you've learned and almost developed around the main proportion and climax of the story. Believe me...you'll get a real shock fairly soon. RR...and no flames please.