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Chapter 14

Findings



Link felt a shiver pass through him as he hugged himself tightly. With nightfall descending quickly on the day he had hoped would fare well, it was a cringe worthy analogy to his success. His morning had started him off rather well, being able to fix his schedule with Irene's so they could spend more time together. But as the day progressed, it was slowly declining. Griff had given him nearly too much work to do, and when he was finally free to do as he pleased, he didn't have time to visit Princess Zelda as he had said he would. 

There had to be a better way to end the day, and on a whim, he decided to visit a very sacred place. But as he walked through the forest, he hadn't expected it to be so cold, making him nervous with thoughts of the past when he had nearly frozen to death. It began to get darker around him, and he pulled his lantern out, lighting up the trees around him. He forced himself to think about when he had first started into the forest after getting the pendants of virtue. After Yuga had sealed the castle away before he even knew of Lorule's existence, he needed one key item to get in... Of which he was on his way to find again.

There was a gentle gleam in front of him as he stepped into the clearing, and he let out a soft sigh. The Master Sword sat in its pedestal, awaiting the day when it would be needed again. The metal shone in the light of his lantern as he approached it, then reflected the green colors off his clothes as he got closer. He reached out and touched the blade softly, the steel cold in the night air. He'd been through so much with it already, and he hesitated as his hand made its way up to the hilt. He definitely didn't feel like a hero anymore, but... Maybe if he were to hold it again...

He could pull it free, right? His hand fit around the grip, and he paused. Yet sometimes evil could be released with such a selfish action...

His hand tightened on the hilt of the blade as he debated his options, but he stopped with an abrupt gasp as something familiar caught his eye. He glanced up to the side, his hand sliding off the sword, and he stumbled away in shock. A familiar split in an old weathered stone wall let off a small bit of light, hidden behind a few trees. He stumbled over to the crack and pressed his hand against it, before slowly falling to his knees.

There was most certainly a way back to the person he longed to see. Yet... it wasn't perfect.

He looked at the split, emotions swirling around his mind in a frenzy. His eyes began to water, and dropping the lantern, he pushed his hands against the wall. Nothing. He finally found the door back... But it was locked and he had no key. He couldn't use the magic anymore to get into the wall. With a gentle thump, he leaned his head against the stone surface. He grit his teeth against the feelings that threatened to come out, frustration filling his being.

"It's not fair," he whimpered quietly after some time. He fell to the side with a whimper, but didn't have the motivation to get up. The lantern eventually went out, leaving him to sleep in the dark.




Hilda let out a soft sigh as she sat at her window. The view was wonderful, as it let her see out over the tops of the trees, and she could see the entire expanse of the fields. As the days passed, she could visibly see the state of her land slowly growing greener and healthier. The town was starting to be rebuilt, and one of the once deteriorated houses now had a roof, and there was word that the tenant would be returning to it soon. Overall, everything... Seemed better.

She slid her chin into her hand as she let out a small sigh, a small smile highlighting her face. The sight was rare, as she rarely let her emotions show in front of anyone, especially happiness. Yet as her gaze was lowered to watch her purple clad friend in the field, she had no qualms with displaying the expression. Ravio was down in the fields, practicing with his new sword. His grip was still shaky as he didn't know how to hold onto it, and he nearly injured himself a few times already... Clumsy thing he was. She let out a little giggle before pulling away from the window, her spirits considerably heightened after the time passed from their dark times. But despite this, there was still one thing she longed for... Something personal.

Her chair groaned against the ground as she stood, and with a gentle patting of her dress, she made her way to her appointment. Certainly the older woman would be able to help her with her request, and if not, there were of course other means to go about it...




Link groaned as his eyes slowly fluttered open. He ached all over and he was most definitely cold, and there was an odd pressure on his head. He sat up slowly, and as his hand reached up to rub the spot, he found it had been a bird, and it flew away with his movement. He hesitated, finding it odd that he would have a wild bird in his room... Until he glanced around. He was most certainly not in his room.

He stood up and stumbled slightly as his foot was asleep, and glanced around the meadow again. The sword he had debated so hard on pulling free of its stand gleamed in the light of the sun, and he realized it wasn't morning, but rather closer to noon. The sun poked in through the trees, and he turned his gaze up to it with a sigh. Why did he even decide to come here in the first place?

There was a pause, and he glanced to the side, looking at the wall behind him with a little cringe. He was trying not to be too hopeful... Yet as he saw the crack was still there, he felt himself relax. Sure, he had no way to get through it... yet. He needed to contact the princess and see if she could help him recreate the magic needed to travel between the dimensions. Irene and her grandmother would probably be of help as well, he decided, and picked up his lantern. 

Oh wait, he had her schedule her break with his own. And judging by the sun, it was already way past that... He had missed his work. He cringed and rubbed his face as he started back towards the entrance to the woods. Great way to get a chance to be in the princess' guard now, he chided himself. Yet as he walked, his mind started to drag back to the thought he was trying so hard not to linger on.

There was a crack to, hopefully, Lorule... 

There was a chance he could see him again...

Yet he possessed no ways of going back.

The blond felt his ears droop slightly as his shoulders sagged, any positive thoughts he had about contacting the princess or Irene fading. The crack likely would be gone by the time that he returned for it anyways. He shuddered with a sigh and stepped out into the sun, and hugged himself. His negative feelings only increased with the aches in his body from sleeping on the ground. He squinted at the sun as he debated the pros and cons of what he could do, and decided that he should return to his house. He was already late for everything anyways.

Yet halfway there, there was a familiar jingle as his friend dove down to him from the sky. "Hey!" Irene shouted, landing on the ground beside him. "Where were you today?" she asked, only to cringe as she saw the condition he was in. "You... don't look too great. Everything okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine," Link mumbled, clearly showing the opposite of his words as he continued to walk. "Just went to the woods last night and fell asleep."

She frowned at him, then slid up onto the broom as she hovered at his side. "Well it looks almost like you've been beaten up... Are you sure everything's okay?"

He nodded, the feelings of wanting her company vanishing as he wished her away to be alone. "I think I'm just going to go back to my house for the rest of today," he said softly, not looking at her.

"That... doesn't sound good," she retorted gently, drumming her fingers on the wood beneath her. "Maybe you just need someone to be with you-"

"I'm fine, Irene."

Her frown grew, recognizing his grumpy mood. Except it wasn't just pain this time, at least... physically. "Let me stay with you for a little bit?" she asked softly, concern growing on her face.

He looked to her, his face a mixture of emotions. Disappointment and sadness were the most prominent ones, but he sighed softly with a little shrug, looking up to his house. "I... guess so." He let out a long sigh and started up to the door, holding it open for her, even if it didn't seem like he wanted the company. After she walked in, he made his way to his bed and sat, dropping his face in his hands.

Irene glanced around the house, it being the first time she had been inside it completely. She'd captured glimpses inside it from when he'd called her down for a ride in front of his door, but never anything like this... And it most certainly looked different. The last time she'd seen it was when it was still dressed up as a shop. She let her broom rest against the door frame, and hesitantly sat beside him on the end of the bed. "What happened?" she asked him softly after a moment, finally working up the courage to ask, not sure if he'd lash out.

It took the hero a moment to reply, and she could see the tension in his posture. His fingers gripped at his bangs momentarily before he finally dropped his hands to his lap, and he stared at the rug in front of him with a saddened expression. "There's... a crack... in the meadow with the master sword," he whispered softly.

She stared at him for a moment in disbelief. "Th-there is?" she questioned, hopeful as she leaned forward. "If so, that means that you could go to Lorule again!"

"If I had the means to."

She cringed, having gotten ahead of herself, and looked at him. "Well..." she finally started after a long awkward pause. "Even if there isn't means to right now... It doesn't mean that... Something will happen that you won't be able to?" she asked softly, grasping at straws as she tried to make him feel better. 

"I hope so," he responded, giving her the smallest of smiles, trying not to be too hopeful. 

"I hope so too," she murmured, before scooting over to him and hugging him. He returned it, holding her close... not realizing how much he longed for that kind of affection. She patted his back a little, trying to comfort him. "If anything, I miss him too."

He nodded softly, clinging to her. Then moments later, he abruptly broke down, all his bottled up emotions spilling out as he sobbed on her shoulder. Having never seen him in such a way, let alone anyone really, she didn't know what to do. She swallowed hard and held him tighter, her brow furrowing as she attempted to comfort him. She could only imagine the pain he'd been going through, hiding these emotions... 

Some time later, his tears finally disappeared and his sobbing slowed to a stop. He didn't pull away from her, having longed for any kind of contact, having never really acknowledged how comforting a hug was. He sighed, feeling like the weight of the world had been momentarily dropped on his shoulders... and he'd poured it all onto her. He leaned back, not able to meet her gaze at first. "I'm... sorry about that, Irene," he whispered finally, glancing up at her. "I think I just... need some time to myself again."

She nodded softly, clear concern on her face as she dropped her arms from around him. "Okay... but if you need me, don't forget you can call me back here anytime, alright?" He nodded softly in response, and she smiled sadly at him. "It'll be okay, just you watch... The goddesses wouldn't have let that crack show up for nothing, you know." 

"You think so?" Link murmured softly as he glanced back up to her, trying not to look too hopeful. The witch's apprentice nodded with a little giggle and a grin, seeming to be pleased she came up with something that put both of their minds to ease. He paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "I... I'm sorry! I distracted you... You should probably try to go back to your grandma or something." He cringed as he watched her, his hands tightening on his pants... Almost guilty for having distracted her.

"Hey," Irene mumbled, slipping her hands onto her hips. "Listen, Greenie... It's okay. I'd much rather be in trouble with Grams for helping you than you having to sit here alone, alright?" She grinned at him as she stood, and sauntered to the door with a pleased grin, snatching her broom from the doorway. "You just worry about you and feeling better." She glanced back at him in time to see him nod, then waved a little. "I'll catch you later then, Link!"

"Okay... And thank you, Irene." He smiled in return, his sad feelings fading slightly. She hopped onto the broom after a momentary pause, and flew out the door, off to do more work for her grandmother. He watched her go, then let his gaze travel to the corner of the house. Various boxes were stacked up there, and the top one was opened recently. With a deep breath, he stood and made his way over to the box, and let his fingers trail over the edge of it. He'd gone for so long without touching it... He was afraid of the pain that would return with the scent, but he wanted the reassurance that came with the memories...

He slid the top off the box, and the blue and black stripes of the scarf immediately popped out at him, as well as the familiar scent that it had been associated with. He took a deep breath, savoring the scent before he pulled it out of the box and hiding his face in it. It wasn't as good as being able to touch him, but it was close enough. He backed towards the bed, letting it slide free of the box, and sat. His bed made a sharp and rather loud clinking sound as he sat on it, and his brow furrowed. No, that didn't come from his bed... A glint of gold caught his eye and he glanced up, only to see a familiar garment lying on the ground, and on further inspection, it still had magic in it.

He took a deep breath as he slid the bracelet on. It felt exactly the same, and he felt the slight surge of magic course up his arm. The purple gem inlaid in the side of it glowed brightly, a welcome sight as he thought he'd never see it again.

Screw staying home, he decided. He had an appointment with royalty, post haste.
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coming home -> planning on doing homework -> checking dA -> NEW CHAPTER :iconrainbowlaplz: