It wasn't until I heard the door clang that I realized I wasn't dead.
I lay were I was for awhile, flickering in and out of reality, my weakened state threatening to end my life. And at the same time, I wondered why I cared. This was indeed just a half-life. I was only a shadow. A shadow of Link.

Link.

I could hear him. Even though he was no longer there, I heard him. Or at least, I thought I did. I heard him yell, the cries of "Hah! Ya! Kee-yaa!" soon followed by the final scream of his foe seemed to echo through the whole of the water temple. My water temple.
I tried to stand, reaching for the tree for support.

The tree.

I crashed to the ground, my head still spinning. The tree was gone. So was the mist, and the rest of my reflected world. It had vanished as easily into the air as I had made it. It must have been lost when my concentration was shattered by my counterpart.
I lay there longer, my ear pressed to the floor, as I listened to Him as he fought his way through, and to his fairy, who was constantly nagging him with vague hints as she urged him to "Look here!" and "Watch out"

It wasn't until I heard the faint sliding of chains that I realised what I wanted to do, or rathor, what I needed to do. I needed to follow Him. I needed to know but what means did he defeat me, by what means could he overcome his mirror image?
I did not make it to see the battle. I was far to weak to be that fast. But I saw the last blow. In the time that Link paused to let the victory sink in, I re-attached myself to his shadow, and nestled there, waiting.

I could feel the strength flow back as soon as I had rejoined. The feeling was sweet, and I savored it. Soon enough, Link has made his way to a portal that had opened up.

I must say the first feeling that came to me as soon as we entered was nausia. I could see it on His face to, the discomfort that came from this spinning hell. Had I known the many more times I would be doing this I may not have chosen to stay.

It was over soon enough, we found our selves upon a circle, facing a zora maiden. I recognized her as the one who had tresspassed earlier upon my temple. I paid little attention to what she said, for I was to fascinated with the surroundings, however the word 'husband' caught my attention- though a little late. My counterpart was already engaged. Something in me ached at that moment, and it continued for awhile.

I followed Him through the Temples, watching as he spoke with people freely, as the people smiled at him, rewarded him for jobs well done, thanked him for curses lifted. Each time the ache grew, and I feared that it would become unbearable. I thanked the Goddesses each time he turned down a job, then cursed them again as he came back later to fulfill it.

When He faced Ganon, and ran from the crumbling castle, I thought I would die from the ache. Every time Zelda looked at him, everytime she cried when a boulder hit him in the head, the ache pulsed.

It wasn't until he had returned the Ocarina and returned to child hood that I finally detached myself. I could not stand to be around him and the Kokori. Him and Saria.
However, I stayed awhile in the lost woods. I watched the Skull kids. Once, I felt him leave the world. Leave Hyrule.

All at once the pain exploded. The closest thing to a companion, the closest thing I had was gone. I realised what the pain was. The pain was loneliness.

I didn't want to be alone anymore.

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There. Please reveiw, and if you flame me, well I've always like s'mores. This and some other chapters were written at somepoint during midnight, so I'm not entirely sure what I've got here. O.o