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Apr. 27th, 2004 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaebilityFor some reason I was feeling nostalgic and I put down the brush to linger on past memories. The horse, half groomed, shifter under the pressure of my hand so I pulled away and sat on the nearby bench to indulge.
My first kiss was an often pondered experience. Rinial, that had been his name, right?, had been sweet and the kiss was soft and tender and perfect for a nervous fifteen-year-old. It seemed like ages ago, now, that first, frightened peck. He had moved away with his family when Ganondorf rose to power and I had cried when I was told the news of his escape. I had had plans of marriage and children with my blue eyes and his black hair.
Ganondorf's courting had inspired no such longings. I didn't bother to imagine our offspring; I had no delusions of a wedding of love eternal. Despite my feelings for him, we could never exist in the world outside of his castle. He could not survive as a commoner, even if he voluntarily released Hyrule, he would never be forgiven for his evil. And he'd never forego his piece of the Triforce. Even if I asked, and I would never ask, he wouldn't relingish his power for me.
My mind wandered to the memory of our first embrace. The day had been cold, even for a morning in the Harvest Season, and the wind whipped his cloak like fire around him. He had asked me to come with them, like a gentleman, and had held out his hand to escort me. I had agreed because I had nothing left to live for on the ranch. Most of the horses were gone, my father had been exhiled, and Link had been missing for years; I was utterly alone. He hadn't wiped away my tears, just kissed me once and pulled me up onto his horse.
My first kiss was an often pondered experience. Rinial, that had been his name, right?, had been sweet and the kiss was soft and tender and perfect for a nervous fifteen-year-old. It seemed like ages ago, now, that first, frightened peck. He had moved away with his family when Ganondorf rose to power and I had cried when I was told the news of his escape. I had had plans of marriage and children with my blue eyes and his black hair.
Ganondorf's courting had inspired no such longings. I didn't bother to imagine our offspring; I had no delusions of a wedding of love eternal. Despite my feelings for him, we could never exist in the world outside of his castle. He could not survive as a commoner, even if he voluntarily released Hyrule, he would never be forgiven for his evil. And he'd never forego his piece of the Triforce. Even if I asked, and I would never ask, he wouldn't relingish his power for me.
My mind wandered to the memory of our first embrace. The day had been cold, even for a morning in the Harvest Season, and the wind whipped his cloak like fire around him. He had asked me to come with them, like a gentleman, and had held out his hand to escort me. I had agreed because I had nothing left to live for on the ranch. Most of the horses were gone, my father had been exhiled, and Link had been missing for years; I was utterly alone. He hadn't wiped away my tears, just kissed me once and pulled me up onto his horse.
