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Blue: Write a ficlet inspired by the word blue. It might be a color, it might be a mood, it might be the name of your favorite hound dog from when you were 10. Whatever! Use your imagination.
The pools of water in Kokiri Forest were never blue. Mud became unsettled from the bottoms of the streams by little Kokiri feet, moss grew on the rocks outlining it, and though the water was clean, it was not blue.
I had never seen blue water like Lake Hylia. The first time I saw it, when I stepped out of the Zora's Domain and stared out across that open water, sparkling, the royal blue that signified deep water. How could I resist?
After months of fighting, that day of swimming, floating on my back, and getting sunburnt was a goddess-send.
What is the biggest obstacle you have overcome in your existence?
When you're a hero, you have to deal with guilt every day. You chose a path which you thought to be right, but those enemies, those monsters whose bodies you leave hewn in your wake, you always wonder what they thought of your 'heroism', your villainy. Were they responsible for their actions? Were their minds really twisted? Would they enjoy tearing me apart?
When I first began my duties as the hero of time, I had many problems with guilt. But now, when I think about it, the goddesses chose my path for me, and protecting Hyrule is my duty. I can't let guilt get in the way.
What do you look for in a romantic partner?
The fact of the matter is that, if I had a romantic partner, it would distract me from my duties as Hero of Time. We live in a dangerous world. I try not to let myself get too close to anyone. Once my job as Hero of Time is done, and once I finally settle down, I might settle down with someone funny and fun loving, who tends to look on the bright side rather than a pessimist. Pessimism is not something I can afford.
A cold sweat was on my forehead, I could feel it. I could feel my body convulsing, and that I had thrown my covers off, but I couldn't shake off the vivid dream. I couldn't shake off the image of the man galloping away, on a black horse, or the waves of evil that seemed to be radiating from him. He stopped, he turned his red eyes on me, and he smirked.
I sat bolt upright. I had seen Ganondorf for the first time.