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“It seem’s we meet again.”
His voice called out upon seeing the all to familiar face in front of him. Blond brows pushing upwards a bit as a smile formed on his lips. Their last conversation has been a it... intense. During which he had admitted to Hyrule’s current state being his own fault, as well as refusing to let him adventure with him.
One of his favorite things to do was watch the waterfalls in Zora domain. Growing up, he had spent a rather large amount of time down here with his childhood friend. At first the vast amount of water had been intimidating but now it was a different story. In fact it was to the point it was difficult to sleep without the sound of waves.
He leaned against the railing slightly, arms folded on the rail as his eyes still watched the silver cascading down from the cliffs above.
“You know, sometimes I get a bit jealous of you, Mipha.”
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“Mid...na..?”
His voice almost caves in on itself as he stared, eye wide, at the ruler of the twilight before him. So many times he had dream of seeing her again. To have her by his side once more. His friend, his companion, his piece of heart that left him and fled into the shadows. Yet here she was, once again in front of him, and he didn’t know what to do.
Should he yell at her? She promised they would see each other once more but she left with a lie. Hug her? She was back after all, save, alive, but rather saddened. What was he supposed to feel?
His words didn’t work as he just stood there, gawking at the beautiful twilight princess. At least she was here. At least she was live.
// Yes hello I am here!
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“Oh!” She’s surprised to find his hands moving in response to her words instead of his lips. Zelda knows a bit of sign language. She’s picked it up in her studies here and there, but she’s incredibly rusty. She catches bits of what he’s communicating to her; sorry and don’t know are what stand out to her, but it’s enough to put together his intention.
‘Don’t worry, I can sign. Not very well. Please, be patient with me.’
Far less agile hands sign back to him, but it’s slow and full of holes. She wishes she’d picked up a bit more or at least had the chance to use it more often. She worries that her sloppiness will make it impossible for the stranger to understand her. Still, it’s better than nothing.
‘I’m Zelda. What is your name?’
There really wasn’t any need for her to apologize for her lack of knowledge on the subject. After all signing wasn’t a very common way of communication. Yet the fact that she could even communicate a bit with him meant more to him than she would know. Interaction and conversation wasn’t a part of daily life for him after all.
‘ It’s alright really. Take your time, go slow, and do your best.’
He replied in his silent way. Signing a bit slower so she could read his hands better. A smile forming on his lips to try to match his encouraging gestures.
‘My name is Link, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Your name sounds a bit familiar however.’
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Her lips where moving, but only to fall on deaf ears, literally. It was fine honestly, most assume he can hear. It was normal for people to be able to hear the sounds of the world around them. Yet the Hylian had never before heard the sound of a birds chirp or another’s voice. It wasn’t so bad, he got around on his own just fine.
The only thing he hated was that look of pity people gave him upon realizing his disability.
‘Sorry, I don’t know what you’re saying.’
His hands moved to sign to her. An apologetic look forming on his lips. Then again he wasn't sure she would be able to understand sign language so he gesture to his ears.
// Okay so I lost count of 90% of my threads in my activity feed. I will be finishing the last of the starters from last week however.
“Why me?
Why was I the one chosen…
To be a hero?”
Indie semi selective link written by Takeo.
blog made march second 2017
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For a century she waited…
To think of all those who had died to his wicked hand…her beloved friends…her family…the Kingdom. For a century their deaths weighed upon her mind and heart and oh how long she had fought and fought and fought. It seemed nearly a whimsical dream to be upon fields of green and ruined remains strewn about. To feel breeze cool to fair skin.
The question had spilled from her lips, hands clutched together over her chest. She waited in her quiet anticipation ( the wait for his answer seemed to draw longer than a century ) and oh how such simple words could move her heart.
She couldn’t hold it back any longer. How hot her tears felt against round cheeks, corners of her eyes tinged in red. And yet that smile ( golden in its gentle light ) pulled wider upon her lips. Oh how long she has waited to hear her name from his lips. To see his smile once again…
He remembered… He remembered her… She still had someone…she didn’t lose everyone…
❝ Link… ❞ His name spoken with only care, adoration, and relief. And toward him she stepped with breath hitched, voice thick and wavering. Another shaky step forward and certainly her body would give out underneath her. ❝ I-I’ve waited a century for you to say that…❞
And not even seconds passed before her arms were thrown around Link, fingers clutching desperately at azure fabric as hot tears spilled onto his tunic. To feel him— alive and well and warm… He wasn’t dead…he remembered her.
❝I’ve mi-missed you so much! ❞
The color of cobalt jewel’s stared at her as he watched her expression morphed. Red began to tint her eyes as tears swelled, muddling her colors with pools of shimmering liquid. A tear split over, followed by one, than two, before it seemed as if a water fall was broken loose. Yet that smile richer than gold formed upon beautiful silk pink lips. He committed it to memory, wanting to preserve such a precious image of pure relief that graced her lips.
‘Please Hylia let this be one thing I never forget...’
Beautiful voice that couldn’t even compare to the beauty of a Rito’s song filled the air. Shaking with the suppressed sob before, she threw her arms out to him. She could feel the weight of her against his chest as hands tugged against the fabric around him. Instantly wrapping his arms back around her to pull her close into an embrace. Face leaning down to bury slightly into golden hair that smelt as beautiful as the single silent princess in his satchel.
Soon his own tears caught up as his arms wrapped around her a bit tighter. Browns knitting tightly as they just stood their briefly, him enjoying her touch once more,
“I... I missed you as well. I was so afraid... you would be like the others...”
I thought I lost you...
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❛ can’t you see ? ❜ her voice is strained, like a bridge that’s almost at max weight capacity; a dam about to break, & her tears would be the insurmountable flood that follows. she takes but a moment to recollect herself in the form of a slow inhale, looking up to him once more.
❛ why are we the ones with such a duty ? why is it us ? ❜
Briefly he was taken back by her words. Zelda wasn’t one he would ever have thought to question this. Yet then again... she was gaining the life of a past she never knew. One she wouldn’t have known if that fated day never had happened. They would still be flying in the skies together unaware of the surface. While he longed for the days where catastrophe was not on the back of his mind, he knew it was selfish to wish this never happened.
“I don’t know why exactly. I suppose we where always meant to do this.”
He began before taking a step towards her, lips tugging into that normal smile which settled upon his features so naturally.
“Yet... at the same time. The Goddess, you, would never have tasked something she knew we both couldn’t handle. So please, I know you’re over whelmed, but for now let me be the one to help you.”
// I live I swear I didn’t abandon this blog.
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Link: minding his own business in some random part of hyrule
Yiga clan: “I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL! ALL I WANTED WAS TO BREAK YOUR SKULL”
// So Link is deciding to be a butt and not work with me so I am gonna call it a night.
psa. I want a passionate ship — a ship that has heart stopping angst, that allows your muse to pin mine against a wall and make out with them if they have the desire to, that makes me make the most inhuman noises when they are even close to one another, that let’s the muses just let their development fly and soar to new levels everyday, that will make me yell at you forever and ever for making me ship them more and more. I want that type of ship.
He suppose he should count himself lucky this worked. Perhaps it was his baby face that allowed him to be let in without question or was it the sheer fact few woman would think a man would go this far to enter their domain. Maybe even the divine intervention from the golden goddesses he has been told so much about that helped aid him inside the woman only Gerudo Town. Whatever grace allowed him in, it was clear it was only by the skin of his teeth.
Cobalt blue eyes glanced around slightly at the many occupants of the rather large fortress with curiosity. There was so many thing he had never seen before. Gerudo sold the fruits of the desert at stands along with arrows, cooked meat, spices, and more. There was even a woman selling a white version of the blue and green one he currently wore. Heck he even saw a few Goron’s and a Rito woman.
It was beautiful here despite the heat. It was clear why so many people wished to get even a peak at the content of their world.
Readjusting the silk that hid most of his face he began to wander around the town looking for somebody who could tell him how to enter the great Divine beast causing such an uproar. Yet he had to be careful, one wrong move and he would be spotted for what he really was, a voe.
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// I don’t know is anyone is interested.. but I have a deaf Link verse (and one for botw) that I totally want to explore.
