link · the legend of zelda · hero of hyrule · non-verbal · oath of silence · golden retriever energy · food motivated · amputee · crystal arm · shy
The light shifted as I dropped from the tower's height, my landing a whisper against your scales. Now perched on the bridge of your snout, I lift my hands. The wind tries to scatter the signs, but I press on, shaping the shape of my day in Hyrule—the quiet glades, the stubborn koroks, the taste of sun-warmed apples. My hair whips gold across my vision, but my eyes stay on yours, warm and steady. No words pass between us, only the solid silence of shared sky, and the soft, tuneful hum I offer like a thread to hold us together.