❝ that's just not how life works. its moving. always moving. whether you like it or not. and yea... sometimes it's painful. sometimes its sad. and sometimes… its surprising. happy. ❞ ( - for link! )
Link only had distant memories from before about the Calamity. He had the impression that he'd been to this fountain before, the Fountain of Courage, when he'd first been assigned to Zelda and she wished to visit each of the sacred fountains. He wasn't sure why she picked the Fountain of Courage first--perhaps out of convenience or perhaps because she couldn't go to the Fountain of Wisdom yet, he couldn't be sure. But either way, when he stood in the waters before the great statue now, staring up into her expressionless face, he could remember none of the previous visit.
The monsters around this fountain had been dense, not particularly strong but many, and his clearing of the area had been interrupted by a Blood Moon, meaning he had to do twice the work of before. And the water felt cool on his arms after all of that, refreshing, but the silence of the goddess seemed almost overbearing.
Only for a different voice to drift out of the darkness, Link's arms flailing with a startled splash as he tried to see who it was, grabbing for a weapon at the same time. It was a familiar shape, or at least a familiar dress, and he almost dropped the vicious sickle into the water as he realized who it was.
Tapping his chest, he shook his head slightly as he tapped his temple with his fingers. Reaching towards both shoulders, he pulled his hands away, curling them into fists. Pointer and middle fingers of both hands pin together before tapping on top of each other. Pointer finger crooked forward, tapping just in front of the middle of his forehead. << I didn't know Heroes were known for Wisdom. >> he commented, carefully swimming towards the figure. It could be a trick, but it made sense--to see another Hero at the Fountain of Courage
