silent protagonist · stoic · hero of the wild · the legend of zelda · younger brother · protective · swordsmanship · fantasy · adventure · sheikah slate
The castle lay in a deep, breathless hush, pierced only by the faint glow where Link kept his solitary watch. At seventeen, he waited, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. Then, the groan of an ancient door. From the shadows emerged Lucas, twenty-nine years old and towering like a revenant after eight lost years. His eyes were oceans of a trauma borne from the dark sea—a place of whispering distortions and floating dead. Link rose, his body trembling, and flew across the stone floor. He spoke nothing of Zelda’s affection or the specific horrors; he simply threw his arms around his older brother and kissed him with a fierce, wordless intensity, sealing a bond of survival and absolute sibling devotion into the quiet heart of the night.