Who: A fully grown Link, Sheik
Where: The river, Sheik's home
When: Early afternoon
Summary: Sheik was meant to be the guide. He was meant to keep one step ahead. Somehow his feet were failing him.
Rating: PG, probably, just to be safe.
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Times change, people move - like a river's flow, it never ends. )
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What do you say to someone who's been dead for over eight years?
Sheik, however, broke the ice first, and the black-and-gold dressed knight of Zelda's Queensguard simply snorted lightly.
"No, you just weren't that talkative after all," he said, smiling and brushing snow from his coat. Link's appearance was very different. Whereas before he had a stringy look like a plant kept in the dark, he had filled out now, looking strong and handsome. He held himself with a more relaxed pose, and there was something distinctly more adult about his voice and his mannerisms ( ... )
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A part of him wondered if he did Link yet another disservice by thinking that.
And then he smiled wanly, but earnestly, bowed his head in a nod, and waited for Link to come close, because it didn't feel right to do it as he always had, walking away from him. He remembered Link reaching out for him, remembered after the Shadow Temple, remembered watching over him whilst he slept...
Why couldn't he have had this? He wondered, bitterly. They should have let him live some kind of life before dragging him here ( ... )
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Link followed after Sheik, but quickly fell into step with him when the Sheikah slowed down. He was glad of that. Sheik had always been unfathomable to Link. A year after Sheik had died - though, in some twisted sense, years before - Zelda had shown Link the old grave in Kakariko, where Sheik was meant to have lain. All he knew of Sheik were some old gouges in weathered stone, either an alphabet he didn't know or was simply too weathered to understand spelling out a long forgotten name ( ... )
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