From Yesterday

The sun seemed further off than she hoped. The purple haze of dusk had faded into a deep blue and then a black many hours before but morning was no where to be found. She brought her knees up to her chin and let out a sigh. With the dawn came her departure and voluntary expulsion from the Sheikah clan…alone.


Upon their arrival back at camp that day, Impa was called away. A disturbance at the prayer site above the graveyard in Karkariko village had occurred. Zelda had watched as the older woman had staggered down the road and into her hut only to cry out and snap back up a moment later.


“It has been released.” She coughed; “I must go to them, they will be helpless without me. Wait for my return Zelda.”


But she would not be coming back. Zelda had known that it would be a matter of time before the dark king or one of his servants found the Shadow temple that had been hidden for so many years. Hell was going to be unleashed on the sleepy village that rested below, and the few individuals left untainted by their new king would soon find their hearts turned black.


Zelda could not find the tears for Impa no matter the dark abyss that surely awaited her. She was a woman who’s honor carried more value than her life. To cry now would be an unjust. Though it had been hard during the embrace not to weep with a great deal of sorrow. She had pulled her close and Zelda pondered if being held in such a way was how her mother would have held her.


She let out a sigh and looked out at the horizon. The dawn was coming finally, red; she couldn’t help when her thoughts turned to the anger that coursed through her at the knowledge that her enemy was once again robbing her of someone she loved. She licked her lips as the feeling of defeat passed over her. He was untouchable, and she was left to run once again, her tail tucked firmly between her legs.


She stood and stretched the muscles in her legs tight. She reached for her knap sack and turned for the door only to come face to face with a figure blocking the exit. Her eyes went wide and she drew her eyebrows together.


“Where do you think you’re off to?” Sheik leaned casually against the door frame, his arms crossed. His expression was stern, and she was scared for a moment she would waver about her decision.


She pursed her lips and stood to face him. He was a few inches taller than her despite being a year her junior, a fact he often reminded her of. “My time here has run out. There are things about me you wouldn’t understand. Things about my past...” her voice trailed off.


“I won’t let you go alone.” He stood his ground firm against her. “I would go with you first.”


Zelda shook her head. “Your father wouldn’t stand for it.”


“My father is my concern. Besides, he wouldn’t stand for you leaving either. Not after taking you in like he did.”


Zelda’s jaw went slack forcing her to bow her head in defeat. “We may never come back here. You know this now, would you still follow me?”


The boy paused and Zelda knew in that moment he wasn’t much more than that. It would be at least five more years before he would start out on his own, maybe ten before he took a wife. But his eyes, the red eyed gaze that reminded her of the dawn; those eyes belonged to a man.


“We are destined to be together. I know this Zelda, my princess. I will follow you, protect you.” Sheik moved down to one knee and took her right hand in his own, bringing it to his lips to kiss lightly. Zelda withdrew her hand slowly and hesitated. This was not his fight, never had been. But he acted as if he wanted it and she wanted to share the burden.


“Let us leave then.” She took his hand in her own and led him out of the hut. There were things he would have to learn. Things she would be more than willing to teach him.


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It was all around him. Silence and darkness, but warmth was there as well, and he did not understand. This was death, it had to be but he was not cold, and more so, he was not afraid.


The blade had been in his back as he touched the sacred sword. And then there was the laughter and the sickening sound of a metal twisting in his torso, tearing at his lungs and heart, scratching against bone. The darkness had been a welcomed escape from a pain unlike anything before.


That day came back in flashes, the rush the blood spatter and then his own demise. But the images passed like a dream and he pondered if what had happened had really taken place or if instead, were just shattered fragments of a long dream.


But if it were a dream wouldn’t he have seen the dawn by now?


He stirred again but did not wake, his mind locked away in a place no mere mortal could comprehend. There was chanting somewhere in the distance and the light sound that reminded him of a harp. He pondered who plucked the strings, what their fingers were like, if they were delicate or if the flesh was calloused. He didn’t care either way, he imagined kissing them and a sigh escaped from his lips.


The music flowed through him and told a story he was familiar with. A story about a hero, a title few had charged him with, a title that came with the weight of the world. And then the music turned black and he could see the villain. He recounted the sword once more and his gut wrenched. Evil carried with it a power far greater than his own. But the power was cowardly and for a moment he saw himself victorious.


But not alone, never alone. She would have to stand by him. And he sought her out but found nothing, he could not know if she was lost on the world and his heart wept, the harp turning soft and near silent, dry tears falling around him. He prayed for her safety for she was his destiny and he would stand by her in the end.


The darkness moved around him once more. His guide was near; her glow was somewhere close though he could not see her. He took comfort in the warmth of one
Who gave themselves so freely and he hoped that soon he could do the same. For her; for Hyrule.

A/N:
Thank you for my readers and my reviews. I struggled a bit with this chapter but there is more to come. And longer chapters as well.