Chapter Eighteen – Awakening
Link groaned, sitting up. The sun was beating down on him, making the wood beneath him terribly hot. He sat up and glanced around, trying to remember where he was.
With a rush, it all came back to him. The island, the Staff, the final fight, the death of most of the world, even the death of Zelda exploded into his mind. However, looking around, things were nowhere near the same as he remembered.
It was the middle of the day. He was on a ship that was slowly drifting, as there was no wind to push it. Albeit a little sore, Link didn't feel like he had fought anyone, save maybe a few waves. He looked around at the calm ocean. There was nothing to be seen for miles. Link walked over to the edge of the ship.
The sun vanished behind a thin cloud. As it did, a rainbow spread across the sky. Link watched, in amazement, as the eight colors split into their own beams of light. They each became a vague form that seemed to float in the air. The second color-shape turned toward the ship. Link could have sworn that it winked at him.
Just as fast, they were gone. The sun again beat down on Link as he turned. On the deck, he saw the Master Sword lying next to its sheath. Picking them up, he sheathed the sword and strapped it to his back.
Link yawned as he walked into the ship's cabin. He picked up the Rod of Seasons from the table and walked outside. Standing next to the ship's wheel, he held it until he could feel the cool spring winds rush around him, filling the boat's sails. Link steered the ship toward the south, toward Hyrule. Yawning again, Link went back into the cabin and put the Rod of Seasons back on the table and, on a whim, grabbed the Ocarina of Time. Returning to the deck, he sat down and started playing.
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The waters rippled as the Ballad of the Wind Fish floated across the seas.