I say, maybe a week? Has gone by. I'm starting to feel colder, my body heat leaving me. Not that im affected by the cold much.
Same old, same old. Train, eat, sleep, repeat. Sometimes write. It's boring, and everyday I feel like something is eating my consciousness.
Ganondorf gave me magic to weild, I expect its that. Since it isn't my own. I hate it, it feels gross and I never use it.
I lay in the water, my body felt cold. I have seen my reflection, I'm no longer who I was. Anger and hate grip my heart and won't let go.
During the week, Ganondorf had shown me a picture. It was a young boy, around the same age as me.
"Kill him." Is all Ganondorf said to me about the boy. I blinked up at him. "Can I keep the picture?" I was skittish around the Gerudo. Trying to keep my voice from cracking or stuttering.
He just threw the picture at me. I caught it before it hit the water, taking a closer look at the boy.
The boy didn't look familiar, he seemed to have a glow in the picture, like the sun. I wanted to meet this boy. Find out why Ganondorf wanted him dead so bad.
I sat down on the small island, leaning on the tree. I stared at the photo, Ganondorf left long ago. So, I was alone again. To deal with the deafening silence of the room. For some reason, this photo made it some what bearable.
When will he come? Will I die? Is he friendly? Will he try to kill me?
So many questions raced through my head. My fully red glowing eyes stared at the picture, shappire eyes looking back at me.
Would he help me, if I help him?
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Finding the Light
FanfictionA story I started on ZA(Zelda Amino) and decided to also put it here.