Time is a Cruel Fate

Zelda stood outside Impa's house, looking at the cloudy sky. She still wore her Royal outfit and headpiece- and starting tomorrow, it's be the last time she did. Training to be a Sheikah boy was hard work, and she didn't need any frills getting in her way.


Continuing to stare at the sky, Zelda wondered what Link was doing. Was he already at the Temple of Time? Was he getting supplies? Was he looking for her? Zelda hoped he had gotten her telepathic message. Such a large fate for such a little boy.


"Oh Link," She murmured. "You've been met with a terrible fate, yet you cannot let it oppress you, for peoples lives are at stake. And you will save them, letting hope thrive."


Zelda smiled as the sky cleared, and the constellation of the Triforce beamed down on her.


"Be brave, for many years shall pass, and time is a cruel fate."


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I did this over a month ago, and forgot to upload it. Whatever. Did you like my story? I wrote it at 11 o'clock at night, so that's why it doesn't make sense. Yay. No more late night writing for me.