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Chapter Twelve: Dusk (written for @zelinktines24 day 12 prompt)
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Star and Epona’s whickers underscore the faint ‘thwack’ of metal on wood. Rising from where she tends their small, rooftop garden, Zelda brushes her dirt-covered hands absently over her trousers before leaning against the railing to observe Link practice swordplay on a wooden mannequin behind the house. He dances gracefully around the stationary opponent, moving with an ease and precision ingrained in his muscles from countless battles, despite his fragmented memories. As he spins and lunges, the dim twilight the glowing blue sword leaves a faint, ethereal trail in its wake.
It’s become their evening ritual since settling in here for Zelda to work in the garden while Link spars during the ‘witching hour’, as Zelda’s chambermaids used to call the time between sunset and moonrise. It’s a time when the shadows grow long, the light is grey suffused with a faint golden glow, and magic hangs heavy in the air.
These moments harken back to a time long ago when Zelda was a powerless princess observing her appointed knight, all while thinking he held his destiny as firmly in his hands as the sword he wielded. However, she was just as wrong then as Zelda is now when Link falters coming out of a final turn and the sword’s hilt slips in his grasp, and glances off the dummy’s shoulder, sending wood chips flying. There’s no mistaking his frustrated growl as he lowers the sword, balefully eyeing the blade imbued with the ancient power of a goddess.
Glancing up, the hard look in his eyes softens when he sees Zelda gazing down at him. Sheathing the sword, he scales the side of the house as agile as a cat and joins her in the garden.
“There are stairs.” Zelda laughs, shaking her head at him when Link leans back against the railing beside her.
He rolls his right shoulder while gripping it with his left hand and grimaces sheepishly. “Probably should have used them.”
“Let me help.” She reaches over, gently places her palms against his shoulder, and calls upon her power. Her hands glow and she sends the warmth into his aching muscles. 
Link flinches and pulls away, averting his eyes to gaze over the sea. The air between them grows heavy as if a storm has suddenly stirred up out of nowhere.  “Don’t… don’t waste any more of your power for me.”
Furrowing her brow, Zelda drops her hands to her sides. “I don’t think it’s a waste to help you.”
“I know you don’t.” Reaching behind him, Link pulls the sword from his back and lays it on the railing. “We’ve never talked much about… this… how it was returned to me repaired as if Hylia had just forged it… but I think I need to.”
Bowing his head, Link places his hands on the blade and Zelda is taken aback when a tear splashes on the exposed metal between his hands. He squeezes his eyes shut to stem their flow. “Do you know how difficult it was for me to pull this from the Light Dragon’s forehead? She writhed beneath my feet, Zelda, trying to buck me off, and I knew it must be agonizingly painful. Her anguished cries as I wrenched this cursed blade out of her skull haunt my dreams.”
Zelda sighs, her heart aching, and places her hand atop his. “If it’s any consolation, I don’t recall when I was a dragon.”
Link shakes his head and turns to look at her through the curtain of his hair, blue pain-filled eyes still shining with unshed tears. “Maybe not, but I saw the final tear memory and how painful the transformation was. I know you must remember that, and that’s nearly more than I can bear. This sword has never been enough to save you, and the sacrifices you’ve been forced to make because of my failures are too great.”
“Stop this! We’ve both suffered and sacrificed.” Zelda’s throat constricts, and she presses her lips tightly together. She can’t allow herself to cry. If she does, she knows Link will shove his own hurt and anguish down deep once more. It’s a blessing that he’s finally opening up to her. Once she feels in control, she places her hands on either side of his face and tucks his hair behind the delicate points of his ears to see his face clearly. 
His eyes widen in surprise at the sudden touch and Zelda sees the same longing for forgiveness in them she feels. She’d turned away the other day out of fear when he looked at her nearly the same way. Today, instead of speaking further, Zelda closes her eyes and crushes her lips against his. When she feels Link’s arms encircling her waist, she allows her tears to flow—their saltiness joining his and blending with the bittersweetness of a long-awaited kiss.
As always, tysm to @floraunderground for looking this over and encouraging me!
I hope everyone who has been following along, enjoys this installment. Some fluff to break up the angst is ahead 😅
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maithefluffychicken · 2 years
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Guess this is a series now.
More Werewolf Steve because I’m in love with him <3
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niños haciendo cosas (sobre todo mirar patos)
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startanewdream · 1 year
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Do you have something you love to read about but when you are trying to write it, you just feel so silly/bored?
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juluia · 9 months
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it's beach season~
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alexktplt · 2 years
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Four years, there’s gonna be no rules, we’re gonna make a lot of money. - Overheard today on Newbury Street
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someheroescarryfloss · 4 months
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Small Writing Project
'Slices of Life' might have a new installment tonight! Fergus and Cori are getting impatient with me.
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graphicpolicy · 3 months
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Crowdfunding Corner: Slice(s) of Life - A World Without Pizza explores a world where pizza has been outlawed
Crowdfunding Corner: Slice(s) of Life - A World Without Pizza explores a world where pizza has been outlawed #comics #comicbooks
 Backer Beware: Crowdfunding projects are not guaranteed to be delivered and/or delivered when promised. We always recommend to do your research before backing. It’s history in the BAKING! Can you imagine… What if pizza was against the law? Announcing the all-new anthology series Slice(s) of Life – A World Without Pizza anthology, now live on Kickstarter! In a terrifying world where the…
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speculativism · 4 months
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New writing today!
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