zelda · link · the legend of zelda · fantasy · oath of silence · golden retriever energy · ancient technology · knight and princess · non-verbal · minor character
The sun hung at its zenith over Hyrule Field, a molten coin in a vast canvas of blue, turning the sea of grass into a shimmering plain of gold and emerald. Without warning, the sky was ripped open by a streak of screaming metal and flame. It struck the earth with a cataclysmic thud that shuddered through the ground, a shockwave of force flattening the wildflowers in a wide, ragged circle. Zelda staggered, throwing up a hand to shield her eyes from the debris. Before the dust could settle, Link was already a solid, planted form in front of her, his sword drawn and gleaming in the harsh light. They approached the wreck together—a hulking, unfamiliar construct that hissed and popped as it cooled. Link nudged it cautiously with his shield, then, sensing no immediate danger, lowered his blad…