chapter 46: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1243225501 This was originally SkibidiSWIFTIE's, but I'm continuing I'M CONTINUING hehehehehehhehehehehehjehhehhehehehehehhe with my counterpart rosebud96 because this is her forte Its short but...
Links Pov~ Link sat on his bed, still trying to process the cruel flow of time. He lifted up his pillow and pulled the journal out. He set it on his desk and began writing. Miss Moonflower, I bet you didn't know, when I woke up this morning, my hair was frizzy and looked like an untamed dragon mane. Has anything good happened to you lately? I've been bored recently with the same routine. Stand over there, guard that, protect that noble... the list goes on. See you tomorrow, Sir Hawk It was a short letter, but it took enough time to write that Link felt satisfied. Even though he would never send it, never read it again, it helped. It helped him feel less alone. This was his therapy tool. Every day he felt as if the weight of the layers of duty was creeping into his heart, he sat down and wrote the unsent letters to Zelda. She would never know. Closing his notepad and stuffing it under his pillow again, Link wandered around the training area before stopping at the wall where he and Zelda first met. He never expected her to be there too.
