Balcony

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Sky's POV:

I woke to the sound of the door closing. The room is hard to make out, as my eyes adjusted I saw lumps in the eight other beds. Despite my body longing for the comfort of my bed, my mind forced my legs to move to the balcony. Our room was huge and on the second floor. A luxurious treatment compared to the dirt path. The balcony door was already open from a few hours ago to let some air into the tense conversation. I get what Time is trying to do. But having others that have gone through hell open up about is bound to lead to some contention.

Im surprised that Wild and Is scuffle was the only one to break out. I oddly enjoyed Times story. I didn't help my guilt. But it was nice to know I'm not the only one that mingled with time. At least I know that my travels did cause any timeline breaches. Now telling everyone about the curse was for the best. But I know that it will linger on them as it has on me. Not they have much of a choice.

The Town below me fluttered with nightlife. There must have been an occasion on the Southside of the town. Perhaps a family reunion? I wonder what those are like. I stared at it enviously.

Then suddenly Wild was a foot away from me leaning elbows on the railing with a mug of tea in his hand. I just about screamed. Instead, I just jumped back dramatically. Nice save.

"Jezze Wild!." I yelled at him in a whisper, (yk what I mean, like the: I'm angry at you but cant raise my voice thing- don't @ me) careful not to wake the others only a yard or so away from me. "I felt my soul leave my body for a second."

He just drank his tea. Him getting tea is the door sound I herd, I assumed. "I dont think you would know what that feels like." And looked me in the eyes for a moment then looked away, back to the Southern side of the town.

"Do- Do you?" It was a stupid question. -but the way he looked at me with his dead eye. I just couldnt shudder hard enough.

Wild smiled sadly at the city but didnt say anything.

"I wanted to apologize for earlier. I didnt mean to make your worries or dreads feel invalid in comparison with mine. Im usually not like this." He shrugged. "Guess Im on edge."

What he said surprised me. I wasnt thinking of it as invalidation, I was just surprised at how he was so angry and sad about the loss of- of thousands. I wanted to ask him about that, but he made it quite clear to Twilight that it was not happening.

"I wasnt thinking about it like that, I just wanted to let you know why things are the way they are. I know its selfish of me to give you the burden of his words. But I cant help but feel relieved now I know that Hyrule is in good hands."

"Yes Good hands." He stared down at his mug. I was disoriented about his mood. Should I cheer him up or let him wallow? Do I ask him about his hesitant response? Do I ask him about what tea he is drinking? Im usually not eager to talk to people but this is different.

"Whats on your mind?" Is what ended up spilling out of my mouth.

"Are you my therapist or something?"

I laughed a bit at that. I could tell he was messing with me, but there was some desperation in his voice, a silent cry for someone to listen.

"Why couldnt you sleep?" Oh, I was going into mama mode over this guy. Wild thought for a moment, probably wondering if he should lie or not.

"I had a dream, one of my deja vu ones." I dont know what that meant but I kept listening. "Its very frustrating to dream about the past. I cant sleep after I have one because my mind is wired onto finding out who was in it? Where was it? Does it matter? But I dont remember a thing about the dream, just the feeling it gives me."

I was extremely confused but continued the conversation. "What feeling did this dream leave you with?" I ask.

"I dont really know. It was cold, but my face felt warm. I think I was in Zoras domain maybe I was happy but cautious. Like I knew something was off but pretended to ignore it. Which isnt like me at all. Maybe it was right before" He trailed off and grabbed his arm, snapping himself out of his thoughts.

"Sorry I dont mean to keep you up with my thoughts. Why are you out here anyway?"

"Same as you I suppose, lots on my mind. This whole situation is in the fate of the goddess and what's meant to happen. Wondering why I feel so against it? Everything doesn't make sense."

"Just because the goddess wields it, doesn't mean you need to be on board with it. You just need to get it over with and try not to reminisce on it. Like I said before, I dont like the goddess way, even though most of it was Gannons fault- I still blame her for it... For a lot."

"And yourself?" Somehow I managed to pull these questions back onto him, only a little unintentionally. "Do you blame yourself?"

"Of course I blame myself. More than I do the Heavens. But the roots of my actions lead to consequences for others all root to her. I wont forgive her or myself." He took a sip of tea then looked over at me. "Wait, weren't we supposed to be talking about you?"

I laughed a bit and smiled. "The conversation goes where it needs to go."

Wild returned with a shy smile and kept drinking his tea. After a few minutes of comfortable silence listening to the crowd, Wild said "Thank you."

"For what?"

"Listing." He said and left his empty mug on the small table next to him. "I may not be able to sleep, but I might try. Maybe having someone to talk to helps. Goodnight, uh, ah- I mean Sky." He fumbled with my name- I wonder if he forgot it for a moment.

"Night Wild." He walked off leaving me with the mug and the crowds a few blocks from here. I thought about our short conversation. And I concluded that not only him, but everyone here needs someone to listen to them. I decided that I would create as many openings as I could for a private conversation. Time is right, we need to know each other- but Wild was also right, we also need to know ourselves in order to carry through.

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Sky is a mom friend and you can not convince me otherwise. Also he compares him being a mom like old Impa was to Zelda??? Idk man he doesn't really have a ton of experience with mothers so idk where he got the behavior from :')

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