The Crimson Loftwing Chapter 1The Guardian Ceremony
Link was ten years old.
He was lying in his bed, and he was ten years old.
He laughed a little, feeling blessed butterflies swirl in his stomach. He could tell it was very early in the morning by the weights under his eyes, but he wasn't tired for once. Usually he took every opportunity to sleep, but today . . . today was special.
Today was the day he met his Loftwing for the first time.
He rolled onto his side, cushioning his head with his arm. He couldn't stop thinking about it. All the ten-year-olds on Skyloft would meet in the highest place on the island; there, under the shadow of the great Statue of the Goddess, their Loftwings would come to them. It happened almost every year, for every generation. Sometimes there was only one child, looking up into the sky for a new shape; other times there was a large group, sometimes fifteen in number, whispering amongst themselves about their dream birds.
They always wondered what color their bi
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Jumping off of Skyloft was not fun.
It never had been. Every time Zelda had dragged Link to the edge and told him to look down, he'd felt nothing but nausea. It was so easy to just tip right off and into open air. What if he fell? Who would catch him? He had no bird then. How did the adults leap off so readily? Weren't they scared?
Now, as a ten-year-old, Link had a Loftwing, and a proud, beautiful bird he most definitely was. Link couldn't imagine a better bird. Aepon was a Crimson Loftwing and majestic and sociable; often walking with Link around town while the other Loftwings took to the skies and creating quite a stir in the marketplace. Even when he was flying he kept close to the ground, keeping Link company with his ever-present shadow. He was always watching. Always waiting.
But the anxiety didn't go away.
Link knew what Aepon wanted. He wanted Link to join him in the sky, for wasn't a joyous thing so much better when one had a partner t
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Link was fourteen years old.
He was lying in his bed, and he was fourteen years old.
His eyes were puffy and drooping. It was extremely early in the morning, and he hadn't gotten any sleep at all last night. For Link, this was so exceptionally out of character that it worried him even more than he already was.
The truth was, he was scared.
The day after tomorrow was an important day. It was one of the most important days of his entire life. It would affect his entire future. If he failed . . . he would never be able to live with it. He wanted to succeed so badly. . . .
The Skyloft Knights were the older, multicolored group of citizens who took public safety very seriously. They were always patrolling around Skyloft, keeping the peace with their intimidating presence and hounding little kids about being responsible and not being a nuisance. Universal animosity flourished in the minds of all children towards these knights. They were just trying to keep them
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When he first awoke, he was a creature of the sky.
He was proud, regal. He was a beautiful specimen. He was healthy and intelligent and the sun seemed to shine on him only to show off his brilliant plumage. It was red, red like blood. He was unique in this respect. The others of his kind had duller, more commonplace colors. He was special. He was proud.
But he was not complete. He waited, like the rest of his kind, for the day he would meet his ONE. He thirsted for a chance to meet his ONE, to belong to something grand that would be his and his alone just as it was shared by all. He waited for the itch, the call of instinct that would point him in the direction of his ONE. He waited for ten years.
And then he felt it. His ONE. And when he dashed to the MEETING PLACE and saw his ONE walking away, to the others of its kind, he screamed in rage and frustration and demanded his ONE turn around.
It did. And they met.
And he knew then that his ONE was his and his alone, and that
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Chapter 12: Glow
The hat lay on the floor where it had fallen. It didn't look any worse for the wearin this light, it even looked newer than it had this morning, despite being in a rumpled little heap.
Link stared at it for a good while. Then he moved a hand in its direction. An insufficient action. He knelt down and picked it up, slowly and carefully, trying not to hurt his back any more than he had to.
There. He had the hat again.
He stood and looked at it in his hand. Looked through it.
It was easy, to hold the hat. It was easy to stand there. His legs would hold him for hours. Even so, his mind screamed out in rebellion at the idea of expending effort to put the hat back on. The prospect of taking just one step from where he stood was dizzying.
It had been a long day, a day
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"I was so stupid..." Jonouchi muttered, walking down the steps of the train station. "What was I thinking, trying to impress a woman?" Head drooping, he thought, Guess I was wrong. I had even less chance with Nurse Miyuki than with-
He looked up and saw Amber standing there, hands clasped behind her back. "How'd it go?" she asked with a small smile.
Jonouchi sighed, fingers sliding through his mass of bright blonde hair. "Could've been better," he muttered. He continued to walk past her; Amber turned, eyes worried, and walked next to him.
"... Would you care to elaborate on that?" she asked, her voice hushed.
His hands clenched in his pockets as he stopped. "She's heading to another hospital. I couldn't stop her."
Surprised, all Amber could say was, "Oh." She looked down, her fist over her heart. She expected to feel glad that the nurse had left, relieved that there wasn't another rival for Jonouchi's affections. Yet, all that consumed her heart was deep sorrow, dee
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