Status: This is from a roleplay a friend and I did ^_^ quite proud of the work. We are still currently roleplaying this story, so I will update whenever I have a new batch done.
Link's Trial
18
She slept for most of the day. She had sewn all night, both mending and making. She woke to the sound of a flock of cuccos clucking a little too loudly near the house. Yawning, she sat up and realized where she was at. Smiling as she ran her hand against the blanket, she rolled out of bed and set to with some chores. Since she wasn't allowed to go anywhere, even around the village, without a soldier at her side, she stuck with being inside. Entering the adjoining room, she found Link's note.
"And he's off." Sighing, she glanced over to where the remaining parts of Link's past tunics were piled up. "I had probably better burn those, there's no salvaging them at all."
Lighting a fire in the fireplace and opening a window, she began to toss scrap after scrap into the burning flames.
Little did she know there were eyes watching her.
"And he's off." Sighing, she glanced over to where the remaining parts of Link's past tunics were piled up. "I had probably better burn those, there's no salvaging them at all."
Lighting a fire in the fireplace and opening a window, she began to toss scrap after scrap into the burning flames.
Little did she know there were eyes watching her.