Link’s eyes locked onto the distant figure, her silhouette hauntingly familiar. She was someone he’d seen in the memories Zelda had left behind—but who was she? His hand instinctively reached for the Master Sword, but his fingers grasped empty air. +
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“Are you alright, dear?”
She asked calmly, she wasn’t sure who this boy was either. She’s never seen what Link looked like, only heard about him from Zelda.
“My name is Link.”