“I don’t know what to do...”
FOOLISH–MORTAL SENTENCE STARTERS. // NOT ACCEPTING!
link lets out a hum, and lets his arms fall from where they’d been wrapped around his knees. it was a bit of a childish position to take, one of the last to survive into adulthood. he settles for stretching his limbs out a little instead, and gazes upon the sky in front of them. it’s an odd shade of red, harsher than the red of a sunset, more ominous. “ you don’t know what to do? ” he asks her, and turns his head to look at her. she’s settled on his right - a deliberate move on his part - so it’s easy for him to see her with his one good eye. “ or how to do it? ” differentiating the two could be difficult sometimes, but there was a difference.
he’s lost count of how many times he’s been faced with both, standing at a crossroads -- or worse, standing at a place where there was no road to take and he was forced to create one. memories come to him, well worn with age but sharp in all their clarity still --- a broken drawbridge, a sinister moon, the trailing notes of a song to turn back time ...
he turns back to face the sky, and tries to help in what way he can. he doesn’t really know who she is, or what it is she’s trying to figure out, but she’d appeared seemingly from nowhere and nothing, and link has been through enough journeys -- goddess sent and not -- to understand enough of the reason why. his time as the chosen hero ended years ago, quiet and forgotten (though to be fair, people would have had to have known in the first place to ever forget), and he’s long since accepted that. but she’s here for a reason, and while he may be no hero, he’s always wanted to help regardless.
“ whenever i found myself lost, i always knew i could turn to my friends for guidance. ” link says, thinking of navi, saria and nabooru, malon and sheik, who turned out to be zelda, and impa. the great deku tree ... rauru ... he’d had so much help on journey, enough to realize early on (and appreciate later on) that on his own, he wouldn’t have made it very far. “ and sometimes, the hardest answers to find are the ones standing in front of you. ”
