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"He was grateful for the company and the caring hands of these strangers, but he honestly wanted nothing more than to be left alone where he could cry without anyone watching over him.
He was not yet strong enough to step out of the little house and greet the stark, new reality that awaited him. It wasn't physical strength he lacked, but mental and emotional. Suddenly having the only family he'd ever known taken away from him and being unable to return to the one place he had called home his entire life was immensely frightening. What was he going to do now? Where was he going to live? Who was going to care for him?
Who would he go to when he simply needed a loving hug? He sobbed just thinking about it.
Days continued to whisk by and Link stayed put on that same sofa. Sometimes he cried gently, others he bawled uncontrollably, but most times he was simply there, staring straight ahead with a glazed over look in his eyes and an agonized expression on his young features. He kept closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep, unconsciousness being the only time that he could escape from the horrible image in his mind and the unnerving reality that he was now an orphan.
Rusl and Uli didn't know what to do for him other than simply leaving him alone as much as he wished it, which was most of the time. He wasn't trying to come off as rude or unappreciative, he just didn't know how to continue on after what had happened.
He couldn't shake the feeling that this was all a nightmare. He kept pinching himself, hoping to find himself waking up in his comfortable bed, in his cozy home, with his loving parents greeting him at the start of a new day. But every time he opened his eyes he saw that he was in the house of a stranger without anyone he could readily talk to. With every waking moment all he felt was utter loss and despair – he wanted nothing more than to be rid of all those horrible feelings.
He was realizing that he just wasn't himself anymore. Since that first night that he came to the village, he hadn't spoken. It was as if his voice had gotten up and left him of its own accord; they hadn't heard him utter a single word since his arrival. When they would try to speak with him, he would simply show his response by shaking his head, but most times he showed no acknowledgment at all.
He didn't feel like the same happy, smiling boy that he had always known himself to be. But then again, what reason did he have to be happy and smiling now?"
This is a passage from 'Chapter 2: A New Family' of a Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess fanfic called "What Makes a Hero" by Selphie Kinneas 175. It is such an incredible read, and I recommend it to any Zelda fan... actually to anyone in general really, because even if you're not a Zelda fan, it certainly will make you one! Here's the link: www.fanfiction.net/s/6325702/1… (I took this picture from my phone, so please excuse the bad quality.)
He was not yet strong enough to step out of the little house and greet the stark, new reality that awaited him. It wasn't physical strength he lacked, but mental and emotional. Suddenly having the only family he'd ever known taken away from him and being unable to return to the one place he had called home his entire life was immensely frightening. What was he going to do now? Where was he going to live? Who was going to care for him?
Who would he go to when he simply needed a loving hug? He sobbed just thinking about it.
Days continued to whisk by and Link stayed put on that same sofa. Sometimes he cried gently, others he bawled uncontrollably, but most times he was simply there, staring straight ahead with a glazed over look in his eyes and an agonized expression on his young features. He kept closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep, unconsciousness being the only time that he could escape from the horrible image in his mind and the unnerving reality that he was now an orphan.
Rusl and Uli didn't know what to do for him other than simply leaving him alone as much as he wished it, which was most of the time. He wasn't trying to come off as rude or unappreciative, he just didn't know how to continue on after what had happened.
He couldn't shake the feeling that this was all a nightmare. He kept pinching himself, hoping to find himself waking up in his comfortable bed, in his cozy home, with his loving parents greeting him at the start of a new day. But every time he opened his eyes he saw that he was in the house of a stranger without anyone he could readily talk to. With every waking moment all he felt was utter loss and despair – he wanted nothing more than to be rid of all those horrible feelings.
He was realizing that he just wasn't himself anymore. Since that first night that he came to the village, he hadn't spoken. It was as if his voice had gotten up and left him of its own accord; they hadn't heard him utter a single word since his arrival. When they would try to speak with him, he would simply show his response by shaking his head, but most times he showed no acknowledgment at all.
He didn't feel like the same happy, smiling boy that he had always known himself to be. But then again, what reason did he have to be happy and smiling now?"
This is a passage from 'Chapter 2: A New Family' of a Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess fanfic called "What Makes a Hero" by Selphie Kinneas 175. It is such an incredible read, and I recommend it to any Zelda fan... actually to anyone in general really, because even if you're not a Zelda fan, it certainly will make you one! Here's the link: www.fanfiction.net/s/6325702/1… (I took this picture from my phone, so please excuse the bad quality.)
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Man, you and story exerts you post in your picture...the FEELS.
I really need to go play a Zelda game, probably TP...or maybe I'll draw some of my own Zelda art...or just read that fanfic, which is undoubtedly DEPRESSING.
I really like your picture! It's very well done, and I want to go hug him...
Also, you just earned yourself a new Stalk-UM, I MEAN, watcher! XD
I really need to go play a Zelda game, probably TP...or maybe I'll draw some of my own Zelda art...or just read that fanfic, which is undoubtedly DEPRESSING.
I really like your picture! It's very well done, and I want to go hug him...
Also, you just earned yourself a new Stalk-UM, I MEAN, watcher! XD