He is, like usual, injured pretty badly and stumbling through the woods when he catches the tune.
At first, he thinks he had misheard. It is quite peculiar, after all, for a person to be out here, playing an instrument no less, in such a dire time. But as he walks further and further ahead, the notes grow firmer to the point of making up a melody. And it’s faint, far away, but certainly there.
It’s so strange…
“Do you hear that too, Midna?”
Link finally asks after the fifth note, hands reaching to grip the familiar weight of his master sword (ignoring the pain that shot up his arm). What if it was another monster luring him into a trap? And what if he was going insane? Or did he injure his ear because Midna wasn’t-
A solid hand reaches out from his shadows and smacks him upside the head. “Stay focused, idiot. Yes, I hear it, but you have to go get yourself healed.” A breathy giggle leaves her mout