Ch two: My mom peeked in my bedroom an hour or so later. “Hon, I know you don’t like it when people say his name but I have never seen you this sad about it.” She said. “The loss is not fresh.” Those words cut into me like a dagger. It WAS fresh. Nobody talks about link. Ever. So hearing his name after so long felt sad. Then my mom left the room. As she was leaving she mouthed: get some rest. So I drifted to sleep. The next day I ate breakfast, got on my bike and rode down the road to school. When a dark figure was in the woods. It was a wolf. It walked closer on the concrete. It looked content. I slowly put my hand out. Tears dripping from my eyes as I put my hand on its head. It put a paw on me. Then, I saw it. A blue hoop earring on its pointy ear. “Link?” I said. The wolf lay on me. “How? Wha-“ I started when suddenly I was stopped by a voice. “Zelda, you can save Link.” It said then a piece of paper appeared in front of me. It said: Go to the place you first met, and the shadow meadow. There, you could revive him.
