As the sun dipped below the horizon, Link and Zelda sat outside in the peaceful embrace of Hateno Village. The soft chirping of crickets filled the air, and the sky transformed into a canvas of stars. However, amidst this tranquility, Link felt a shift within himself. A sudden wave of anxiety washed over him, and he became unresponsive, staring into the distance as if lost in a different time and place.
"Link?" Zelda's voice broke the silence, her tone calm but laced with concern. She gently touched his arm, trying to bring him back to the present. "Link, can you hear me?"
But he didn't respond. Instead, Link's body began to shake uncontrollably, the tremors starting from his hands and radiating through him like a storm. Zelda's heart raced as she watched him, worry gnawing at her insides. She moved closer, her presence steadying yet empathetic.
"Link, stay with me," she said softly, her voice soothing. "You're safe. Just breathe. I'm here."
Link's eyes remained unfocused, and his body trembled violently as if battling some unseen force. Zelda's heart ached for him, knowing the weight of the past he carried. She stayed by his side, her hand firmly on his back, trying to provide comfort.
After what felt like an eternity, Link's shaking slowly subsided, and darkness enveloped him as he fell into unconsciousness.
When Link finally opened his eyes, he found himself in his bed, disoriented and confused. The familiar walls of his room came into view, but the events of the evening eluded him. He sat up abruptly, his heart racing as he struggled to grasp what had happened.
"Zelda?" he called out, his voice hoarse and uncertain.
A moment later, she entered the room, relief washing over her face. "Link! You're awake!" She rushed to his side, her expression a mixture of concern and joy. "You worried me. You... you didn't respond, and then you started shaking."
Link frowned, trying to recall the moments before he blacked out. "I—I don't remember," he admitted, his voice trembling slightly. "What happened?"
"You just seemed to... lose yourself for a moment," Zelda explained gently, her eyes searching his for signs of understanding. "I stayed with you. You're okay now."
Link took a deep breath, attempting to shake off the remnants of confusion. "I'm sorry," he murmured, feeling a sense of vulnerability wash over him. "I didn't mean to worry you."
"It's alright," she replied softly, her hand resting on his. "You've been through so much. You don't have to apologize for feeling overwhelmed."
Link nodded, grateful for her support, but a lingering unease settled in his chest. He knew he had to confront whatever was haunting him, but for now, he found solace in her presence, knowing he didn't have to face it alone.
A few days passed quietly after Link's episode, with life in Hateno Village returning to its gentle routine. Link threw himself into everyday tasks—training, gathering supplies, cooking—hoping to shake off the unease that had lingered. Zelda stayed close, offering her support but never pressing him to talk about the incident.
One evening, they were out by the cliff's edge, watching the sun set over Hyrule's vast fields, when it happened again.
Link's body tensed suddenly, his gaze turning distant as if he were staring far beyond the horizon. Zelda, noticing the shift, reached out. "Link?" she whispered, alarm creeping into her voice. But he didn't answer. He was frozen, as if his mind had been swept away somewhere she couldn't reach.
Then, without warning, his body began to tremble. The tremors grew more intense, his entire frame shaking uncontrollably, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. His eyes were wide, yet vacant, as though trapped in a memory or a place only he could see.
