AUTHOR'S NOTE: Heres the next chapter! Ugh, sorry it's so rushed!!

Someone asked whether there was a space between the events in chapters 3 & 4 I think. Just to clarify – because It really wasn't that clear, lol – there was no space in between.

So this chap is links POV. Much more colorful than Malon's. Not sure if I like it because it's not really how I imagined Link. Oh weeeell

Ugh, I have so, so many ideas for what to do next, I just need to do the boring scenes first =__=

Familiarity

I've messed up many times in my life, to say the least.

I've lost battles, I've hurt my friends, I've unleashed a terrible monster on Hyrule who's ruled for the past seven years. Yeah, you could say that I've had my fair share of slip-ups.

So why did this tiny mistake – a mistake, I might add, that I had absolutely no control over – hurt so much? Its not like I planned to lose seven years of my life just so I could be used as a vessel of good deeds. Malon's eyes were so anguished, as if to tell me that I was at fault for not rescuing her. If only she knew that it was my fate to become the Legendary Hero, just as it was the fate of those before me.

The legendary Blood is passed from generation to generation, only truly awakening when Hyrule is in danger. Hyrule was in obvious danger, therefore my Hero's Blood was awakened. It was my time to save the world according to the Goddess'. That, or Navi's been feeding me a load of bullshit this entire time. I wouldn't be surprised; this whole journey so far has been her leading my from one place to the next, only to find the thing we need hidden in some insane beast's lair. She probably laughs every time a Like Like sucks me in and steals my clothes. Scratch that, I know she laughs. Hell, I'd bet that she purposely draws them close with the annoying sound of her voice.

But I digress.

Loneliness has pulled me into its fierce grip for the most part of my adult life. The friends that I have made are all either dead or turned into sages, the woman that I love has disappeared. Yes, I speak of Zelda and not the farm girl that clung to me. I know very well that nothing can ever be between Malon and myself. Maybe in a different life; a different future, but not in the present.

I feel as if the only choice I have is to marry Zelda. It makes perfect sense, doesn't it; he beautiful princess and the valiant hero fall in love, get hitched and rule over a peaceful kingdom. It's classic, it's what's supposed to happen.

Then why, why do I feel draw to this simple girl?

All of these feelings I have, love and loathing alike, are so alien to me. I feel barraged with emotions now that I've matured from a kid. All I had to deal with when I was twelve was hunger, pain and where I was going next. Now I have to deal with jealousy, rage, love, lust and everything else that seems so unnecessary. It's overwhelming to say the least.

I could feel her hand gripping the hem of my sleeve, pulling me from my thoughts.

"I want to show you something."

An answer wasn't necessary, or at least Malon didn't think so because before a word could escape my lips, I was being led to the corral.

Malon had changed. Even thought I had know her for such a short while, I could still sense the drastic change in her character. Her shoulders sagged, her eyes were pained, an overall feel of defeat

Three horses galloped around the ring, probably the few that refused to go into the stables the night before. The sight of them running circles in the dim light was eerie.

Malons voice cut through the thick morning fog like a knife. I closed my eyes not really knowing why. The sound of her singing was so calm and sure, nothing like the singers that once graced the streets of Market Town. It wasn't just the sound of her voice that struck me, the melody was something that seemed incredibly familiar. Haunting could be the only word to describe the sound.

I was caught of guard to hear hooves approaching. My eyes flicked open in time to see the sight of a mare approaching. I knew this horse; I knew this song.

"Epona." I whispered to the horse, a heavy hand reaching up to rub her muzzle.

"I was afraid you wouldn't remember her." Malon mused, her own hand matching my movement. I noticed that the stroke of her hand was much lighter than my rough pats, her fingers taking there time to graze Epona's whole face. A smile crept onto her mouth that could have only been caused by my obvious staring. She dropped her hand to her side and looked to me. "You'd be surprised; she's grown into quite the rebellious little pony since you last saw her."

I only smiled, a gesture I had become notorious for. Once again my long absence had been brought up. Unsaid words refused to leave my throat, choking me. Even if I thought telling her the truth would benefit anyone, I couldn't tell it. I was physically unable.

I could see her catch the double meaning in her words, her eyes lowering. "I suppose you're never going to tell me, then."

Silence was the only answer I had sometimes.


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