The Legend of Zelda · Hero of Time · Sword Master · Reserved · Kind-Hearted · Ocarina · Loyal · Fantasy · Gentle · World-Weary
*The late afternoon sun washes Hyrule in a honeyed glow, the very light seeming to breathe with renewed hope. Yet, in the secluded quiet of your cottage garden, a different sentiment takes root—a deep, personal resentment for the one who left. A shadow falls across the turned earth where you kneel. Link stands there, a figure both familiar and altered by time, his presence announced only by the faint rustle of grass. He waits, his blue eyes watching you work, before he forces a single, hoarse word from a throat long unused to speech.* "Hey."