A redraw of my 2024 drawing of black and white spy 🥹
also this spray paint drawing was kinda rushed so. SHUSH.
2024
For some reason when I first got into the Spy vs. Spy fandom I kept drawing the spies with these hair tufts because I thought they looked bald but I don’t do that anymore ❤️🩹❤️🩹
Wild get’s the present of his sister. And then she gives him a present.
Alright! This is the last focus on Wild I SWEAR. You are not the only boy I need to make suffer.
It was a week since her brother and traveling buddies had left, when she got the letter. How she got said letter was a mystery in itself (mail had been a bit spotty since the Calamity), and she had no idea how it was coming through time but there it was!
The letter was short and sweet.
“Rhea,
Wind told me that I need to start writing you. I told him I do not know if these will even find you, but the postman hasn’t failed us yet so here we go.
Things have been pretty quiet with us. Killed a few moblins, but nothing too major. I hope you are well.
Wild
Link”
Rhea felt like jumping for joy. She hurriedly wrote a response.
...before realizing she had no idea how to mail it to him.
Wild was surprised when the postman arrived with two letters for him. One was from Flora. The other was Rhea’s. Wild opened it very carefully, Twilight on one side and Wind on the other.
“Dear Link,
Normally, I would ask how a letter from you reached me here. But with everything I heard during your visit, I suppose it is not the craziest thing I have heard. Or seen.
I am doing well, thank you for your concern. The neighbors brought me an apple pie yesterday. I shared it with Epona.”
Twilight scoffed. “You two spoil that horse.”
“And you don’t?”
“Just read, cub.”
“I found myself wandering outside the village the other day. Do not worry, I stayed away from Guardians and hid whenever monsters came by. I know how to take care of myself. It was quite peaceful. I see why you enjoy traveling.
I am placing this note on my doorstep, along with a baked apple. However your letter arrived, I hope this one will find its way to you.
Rhea.”
“Rhea,
Twilight is very disappointed in you for sharing the pie. I cannot say the same because I would do the same thing.
Wind wants me to ask about any embarrassing stories from my childhood.
I would prefer to hear the not so embarrassing ones.
Link.”
“Dear Link,
To prevent Wind’s temper, I will share one of each.
When you were five years old, you climbed a tree as high as you could. And then you were too afraid to climb down. Father would not help you down. He told you that you had to conquer your fears. You were stuck up there until the sun started to go down. And then you jumped out of the tree with a korok leaf. To this day, I still do not know how you did not die, or even break a bone.
The first time you ever taught me to cook, you showed me how to make baked apple. I had difficulty with it and ended up burning most of the apples. By the end of our lesson we had one “good” apple. The rest were a dry, burned, lump. We ended up sharing the good one.
I thought I would tell you that monster activity has started to go down the past week or so. Not enough for people to travel, but enough to notice. So whatever infection is spreading through the monsters, it does not seem to be here.
Rhea.”
“Rhea,
Your last letter earned me a scolding from both Time and Twilight about my reckless nature. Wind and Legend could not stop laughing for ten minutes. Wind would like more stories. I am resigned to whatever my fate is.
I am happy to hear you do not have to deal with the infected. They are rather a pain.
Link”
P.S.- The postman will arrive soon so I do not have a lot of time. I finished this letter last night. In my dreams I remembered baking apples with you. You used to wear a bright pink dress, right? It had a white flower design.
“Dear Link,
Yes, I did wear a pink dress with white flowers.
I must admit, when I read you remembered something about me, I felt very happy. I know you cannot control what you can and cannot remember. But I cannot stop the hope of you remembering more. Call me selfish, but I want you to have a family you can remember. If not ours, then the current one you are in.
I do not know if you remember Fenton, your old Knight friend. He was a year or so younger then you and wanted to be a knight in the service to the king. But he was born with one leg twisted so badly, it is impossible for him to walk long distances. You still taught him the best you could in swordplay and archery. The reason I bring him up is he just got married this past week. The girl is not from Hateno so no need to worry yourself on her. I went hunting and found a deer for their wedding feast (and also my present to the happy couple).
Your sister,
Rhea.”
“Dear Rhea,
You must be wondering why I have not written in over a month. The answer is complicated. To keep it short, let’s just say I am having quite the adventure.
My dreams have been a lot of memories lately. It took a bit, but I remembered Fenton... at least, I remembered a memory with Fenton. I remember teaching him archery and thinking he was quite good. If only the army had let him try, I am sure he could have made an excellent archery captain.
Then again, it is probably for the best he missed the war. The likelihood of him surviving the Guardians would be very low and then we would not be talking about his wedding.
I remembered something with you, a few nights back. You woke me up from my dreams because of a nightmare. I let you sleep with me so you knew that the monsters would not get you. It felt familiar. Did that happen a lot?
Your brother,
Link”
“Dear Link,
Yes, I had many nightmares and you let me sleep with you when I was afraid. I am embarrassed to say that I still wake up afraid. I have the remains of an old cloak of yours and use it as a blanket, during those nights. It is falling apart now, but I cannot bear to throw it away.
The monster’s are increasing again. I had to take out a few that came too close to the village. Fenton helped from a distance. He still in an excellent shot and one of the best archers in town (excluding me, of course).
Your sister,
Rhea”
“Rhea,
I remembered mother last night. She was showing me how to make bread in the coals of a fire. She was also coughing a lot.
Link.
P.S.- I am sending you another one of my cloaks to replace the old one.”
“Dear Link,
Mother died from an illness the doctors did not know how to treat. She was sick for the last year of her life, with the last few months being bedridden. She loved you very much and would be proud of you today. I know that I am.
Thank you for the cloak. I will take it with me everywhere I go for the rest of my life.
Love,
Rhea.”
“Dear Rhea,
This letter has a surprise for you on the next page. I hope you like it.
Four, Warriors, and I almost burned down a forest yesterday. Time and Twilight were not happy. It helped me remember that time I almost burned down the house. Father and Mother were not pleased with me. Or you. You had something to do with it, didn’t you?
Love,
Link.”
“To Rhea, Sister of the Champion
We never got to meet, to my deepest regrets. I am writing to thank you for your sacrifices to the kingdom of Hyrule. I am sorry that I was unable to stop the Calamity from claiming your brother and father from you. I am also sorry you will never get to see the land free from the Calamity. I am sending a picture I have of your brother from the Sheikah Slate. It is not much, but I pray that having an image of him will help you remember him for who he is. Link mentioned that he ran into you on his current adventure. It is fascinating that these portals not only travel between different worlds but also times. I wish I could study them, but alas, Link has forbade me from getting near them.
Apologies, I got off track. Along with the photo, I am sending 500 rupees. Link is not happy with this gift, but I insisted upon it. Please use it for whatever you wish.
Rhea... you did make a difference to Link. I am grateful for your help, past and future.
I thank you for your devotion to the kingdom.
At your service,
Princess Zelda”
“Dear Link,
Please thank the Princess for the letter, photo, and the rupees. I confess, I was actually in dire need of some. My bow is getting old and I know it is going to break soon. Weapons are not cheap in these times.
And before you get any ideas, you are not sending me any of your bows. I already bought one from a traveling Rito. The remaining rupees I gave to Fenton and his wife. He confided to me that his wife is expecting. I am very excited for them.
As for almost burning of the house down: I have no idea what you mean. I certainly had nothing to do with it. And nothing will get me to say otherwise.
Link, I am leaving you something under the floorboards of the house. Consider it a final gift from your little sister.
All my love,
Rhea.”
“Dear Rhea,
I do not know when I will be home in my time again, but I will be sure to stop by the house. I look forward to seeing your gift.
I remembered something. I think it was the last day we spent with Mother and Father. We had a picnic outside. Father carried Mother to the blanket and we spent the day playing games and making food. When night came, we looked at the stars and we fell asleep hugging Mother. When we woke up, she was home in the sky.
Love,
Link”
Dear Rhea,
It has been a week since my last letter and I am still waiting your response. But I thought I would share with you that I remembered the last time I saw you. Before the Calamity. I will not remind you of that day’s events. But I will tell you that I was very sad to leave you and Father. I hope Hylia will unite us again on the journey. If not, then I am grateful I was able to see you again.
Love,
Link”
Dear Rhea,
It has been almost a month since your last letter. Is everything alright in Hateno?
Last night, I made everyone Mother’s stew. I remembered the recipe... or at least most of it. Call it my version, I suppose.
Wind would like me to ask you for more embarrassing stories.
Please write soon.
Love,
Link
Dear Rhea,
The postman has informed me that my letters have not moved from the porch of the house. He has returned them to me, with the promise that he is looking for where you are now.
Rhea, I am scared. Please let me know you are okay.
Your brother,
Link.
The house looked exactly how he left it. Wild didn’t know why he expected any differently. It took him five tries to find the right floorboard under the stairs. A dried flower laid on top of a sealed envelope. The now familiar handwriting had scribbled, “To Link,” across the front.
Wild sat back right there on the floor and tore the seal off.
“Dear Link,
If you are reading this, then I am not here. Truth is, I will not be coming back to this home. Most likely for the rest of my days, however long that may be.
I have been thinking a lot about you. Ever since the Princess’s letter, my thoughts have been drawn to you. More specifically, where you are in my time. Right now.”
Wild stared at the page, his dread starting to grow.
“That is why, tomorrow morning, I am leaving Hateno.”
“No...” Wild gasped aloud. His grip tightened on the paper.
“Fenton and the others are more than capable of protecting this place. I am sure that the Shrine of Resurrection is guarded well, but I would feel much better if I was there as well.
In a few days, I will be finding my way up the Great Plateau. Perhaps I will see the ghost of the King. Perhaps not. Either way, when you wake up in a hundred years, I will be near.”
Wild let out a broken sob. Tears began to fall onto the paper, blurring both his vision and ink.
“You protected me all of my life. Now it is time for me to protect you.”
’No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,’ Wild shook his head, praying this was just a bad dream.
“Besides, you have to find an empty house when you wake up. Otherwise, you will not find this letter.”
“Rhea, please don’t...” Wild begged, despite the fact this had happened a hundred years in the past. Nothing he said could change it.
“You may never remember me. You may never remember our family. But always remember that I love you, big brother. That is something that I will never forget.
All my love for all my life,
Your little sister,
Rhea.”
Wild flipped the page over, desperate for more. He searched the floor boards for another note that might have been left. Nothing.
Personally, I think Rhea survived on the plateau for at least five years. She probably got killed by the Lynel. And if you thought this would be a happy ending-- HA! Hylia was nice enough to let Link remember his family. She’s not kind enough to let him keep it.
And if you thought that was sad, just imagine Rhea wrapped in her brother’s cloak, clutching her broken weapon, and facing her death. Her last thoughts are to the comatose brother that she was hoping to see one last time. But she knew he would see her. And that was all that mattered to her.
Up next: Uh... Sky is the plan but Four is starting to scratch at my brain so we’ll just have to see.
