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“Come with me.”
Cool rain pattered softly against your face, and the small waves of the lake gently licked the tips of your fingers as the storm swelled in its rage and majesty. At the mercy of the wind, the green grass wicked aggressively against your body as it cradled your form. Despite the intense throbbing within the festering wound of your leg, despite the horrific ache grasping your head as a furious monster ready to tear apart its prey, despite the tempest bellowing against your broken frame, numbness washed over you as a wild sea wave engulfs the tiny pebbles of the beach.
The tears once shed became lost with the rain, like moments lost in time.
The agony causing you to run, the betrayal, all vanished as a speck of dust in the wind.
In comparison to the turmoil you endured the majority of your pathetic life, this vacuum of emptiness was utterly divine.
Maybe if you just closed your eyes, you could lose yourself within this void, and never be hurt again...

It was hard. Loving someones whose first love is "Adventure". You thought, maybe, after Hyrule was saved, he'd relax and settle down with you. But you were sadly mistaken. Every other week he leaves you to go see some new part of the land, or see how Zelda's doing. You don't mind, not really. I mean, he just spent 7 years trying to save her...okay maybe you're jealous. But what girlfriend wouldn't be? You sighed and fixed a few strands of hair. You set the dishes out to dry, and checked on your meal. Not done yet. Sitting at your dining set, you stared up at the wooden shield and small sword that hung above your fireplace. It was his from when he was younger. You wish you could have visited his old village with him. He said no one but kids lived there. You wondered how, and asked him frequently, but he always said "It was a story for another time".
It was getting dark out. Dinner had just finished. Another night alone, as you started to eat. There were two loud bangs at your door, scar