Link has to get rid of Dark Link before anybody finds out that he actually exists, but why is Dark Link so laid back about the whole thing? Doesn't he care about being destroyed?
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Link dragged himself forward. He felt an absolute silence in his mind, and he couldn't hear any other thoughts but his own. When he tried to look into his mindspace, all he could see was a vast nothingness.
He was alone. Completely alone.
The trees shook in the wind, and Saria reformed next to him. Her whole body was criss crossed by black cracks, and her face contorted in pain.
"Link, I can't...I can't take you to the Temple of Time," she said, kneeling next to Link. Her form faded here and there, parts of her body vanishing and reappearing.
Link pushed himself up. "Did he hurt you?" he asked Saria, pulling her up against him with his good arm.
Saria gave a sad laugh. "That doesn't matter. I am dead now. This pain is nothing," she said.
"It is still real now," said Link, caressing her hair. "Rest for a moment."
"No, I...I need to go help the others. We need to hold the barrier up," said Saria, standing up despite her pain. "I'm sorry...I can't...I can't stay."
Link nodded. "Go," he whispered.
"That thing you did, with the triforce..." said Saria.
"That wasn't me."
"But-"
"Go. There isn't much time left."
Saria bit her lower lip, but said nothing more, and turned away, vanishing in a flash of green light.
Link took out a red potion and drank it to fix his broken wrist. It wasn't enough. It only resettled the bone and numbed the pain a little. He looked down at his hand and pulled off his glove to see the Triforce glowing with a soft green light.
"You gods are so strange. You created things that feel, but you cannot understand our pain. I wonder if you feel anything at all," he said, still looking at the triforce.
He was still afraid. More than ever before. But the absolute calm that filled him had never left.
The world around him shone greener, and a scent filled his nose. Something like the scent of the earth after it rained.
He felt cold.
"Farore...," he whispered, before his blood ran cold.
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