This is really short, but I just wanted to post it to show I'm not dead.
The princess of destiny sat in her room and brushed her hair as she stared into her mirror. Every stroke of blonde hair was perfect and in place. She hummed a happy tune she knew since birth, and repeatedly brushing for hours. Then suddenly, she just stopped.
A frown caressed her faces as her brush crashed to the ground. A deep darkness, one she easily recognized, filled the room around her.
I…I can feel him…
Her eyes filled with terror, and she halted breathing for moments. Her body froze in place, even her perfect hair.
A large lady entered the room. "Princess?" Impa called," I heard something…" But her words stopped when she saw the princess in such a state. She rushed by her side, and began shaking her ruthlessly.
"Princess!" She called," Princess, what's wrong? Talk to me!"
The young Zelda began breathing once again with hard breathes, and simply stated:
"He's back."