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Nov. 25th, 2006 02:29 amHe reached out and grabbed my wrist, the soft warmth of his long fingers curling around my hand a strange comparison to the rough leather of his glove. I shook my arm halfheartedly, a weak gesture to show my discomfort, and Link loosened his grip and stepped away.
"Sorry," he mumbled, looking like the child I had met years eariler, "I didn't mean - that is, I didn't want-" He stopped and exhaled a heavy breath before dropping to the ground. He stared up at me for a moment and I folded my legs neatly, lowering myself down to sit next to him. "Look Malon," he tried again, his voice pleading and begging like a wounded dog, "Everything's all jumbled up. I can't decide if I'm a man or a boy. And that sounds odd, I know, but my body's old but my mind's not, but it might be, since I didn't really jump into the future, I just slept through the present." He paused again and then threw his sword aside with an angry growl. "How can they expect me to do this?"
My gaze slid across the meadow until it reached the castle - a dark thorn in the countryside. Ganondorf, Ganondorf... Could one man really destroy so much? Was the situation really so depserate that time itself had to be rearrange in order to stop him? My fingers dug themselves into my hair, twisting it into knots. I couldn't share Ganondorf's blame, could I? A placid and dumb farm girl couldn't affect fate, surely.
"He'll kill me for sure. He almost did kill me, last time we met. How am I supposed to beat him? They made some sort of mistake. I'm not a hero! It's hopeless... It's hopeless..." Link's desperation rolled off him in palpable waves, but I could do nothing but stare at him uselessly. What words could I say? What solution could I present?
My mouth locked shut. Bewteen my pounding heartbeats, I could hear the frantic hum of the last insects of the autumn, singing their existence before the frost killed them off. Finally, a numb hand touched his shoulder, and I patted him as if he were a horse.
"Sorry," he mumbled, looking like the child I had met years eariler, "I didn't mean - that is, I didn't want-" He stopped and exhaled a heavy breath before dropping to the ground. He stared up at me for a moment and I folded my legs neatly, lowering myself down to sit next to him. "Look Malon," he tried again, his voice pleading and begging like a wounded dog, "Everything's all jumbled up. I can't decide if I'm a man or a boy. And that sounds odd, I know, but my body's old but my mind's not, but it might be, since I didn't really jump into the future, I just slept through the present." He paused again and then threw his sword aside with an angry growl. "How can they expect me to do this?"
My gaze slid across the meadow until it reached the castle - a dark thorn in the countryside. Ganondorf, Ganondorf... Could one man really destroy so much? Was the situation really so depserate that time itself had to be rearrange in order to stop him? My fingers dug themselves into my hair, twisting it into knots. I couldn't share Ganondorf's blame, could I? A placid and dumb farm girl couldn't affect fate, surely.
"He'll kill me for sure. He almost did kill me, last time we met. How am I supposed to beat him? They made some sort of mistake. I'm not a hero! It's hopeless... It's hopeless..." Link's desperation rolled off him in palpable waves, but I could do nothing but stare at him uselessly. What words could I say? What solution could I present?
My mouth locked shut. Bewteen my pounding heartbeats, I could hear the frantic hum of the last insects of the autumn, singing their existence before the frost killed them off. Finally, a numb hand touched his shoulder, and I patted him as if he were a horse.