NOTICE: Guess what? I'm not dead! And I'm re-writing this story... As apology for taking so long, I'll treat ya'll with little sneak peek teaser of the almost-finished rewritten prologue... Oh, and disclaimer anyway: still don't own LoZ... I mean, sheesh, this website is for fanfiction in the first place, of course I don't own LoZ!
Courage shall split between the descendants of the Forger. Seek the Blade which is Four and its Shadow when the Ages fall into chaos and Darkness clouds the skies. Faces of old, both Good and Evil, shall appear throughout the land, brought forth by the shifting flow of Time...
"He would surely be quite angry with me if I let you fade away, Shadow Link..."
"Excuse me... Could I speak with you in private for a moment, Your Highness?"
"It is said the Four Sword shall keep its wielders together... I am sure the same must be true for its shadow."
The glimmering pinpricks that are all that's left of the shadow of the heroes whirl in silent, ever-changing patterns within their glass sanctuary, offering no answers.
"Shadow Link is as much of a hero to me as you four, even if he was a bit… uncouth at first."
"Has something stirred you from your sleep?"
'I wish I could have had more time to look for a way to bring you back, but… time's up.'
"I have such a horrible feeling about all of this."
"I promise you, you will walk in the land of light once again…"