The leather smith invited me to his house. He regaled me with stories of how the world used to be before the Calamity struck. He also makes really good tea.
When I got back home the kids were waiting for me. They all kept insisting that I show them some sword play and so I did. Before I knew it, it was already evening.
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So I don't forget again
FanfictionHaving forgotten his past once, after waking from his hundred year slumber, Link keeps a journal as to not forget again. As he journeys to save Hyrule he's confronted with his past, present, and future. Making new friends only to leave them, grievin...
