GhirahimLink

I don't own the Legend of Zelda The night air is cold and silent as Link and Zelda glide along the pitch black sky, guided only by the light strapped onto their borrowed loftwing's head. Link doesn't feel the cold at all, he just feels a great sense of urgency and determination. Zelda holds Link around the middle to stop her from falling off as he directs the bird towards Faron woods. They're both equipped with an iron practice sword and shield and Link's adventure pouch is filled with potions. They're prepared for anything. They land as quietly as a ghost beside Lake Floria. Link pats the navy blue loftwing's head gratefully as they dismou