(Here ya go…)

Chapter 2: Dreams

Link watched over Saria as she slept alone. For he had told Mido to go home and to catch some sleep. Mainly because he couldn’t stand the little Kokiri muttering. Link understood how worried he was but that really wasn’t going to wake her up any sooner.

Link heard a simple cry of distress from Saria…no, it was fear, he decided, but she started to shake and Link held her against himself. Hoping against hope that the she wasn’t speaking with her, hoping against hope that what she said she would do was not coming to pass…
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…Saria did not know where she was, it was all dark…and she could not even see her hand in front of her face when she rose to see if it was there. It freaked her out a little but she decided it was best not to wonder what was going on yet. It was probably a dream.

All of the sudden a light came on, lighting the muddy landscape with a pale whiteness, like silvery-white moonlight. Saria saw now that she was in a meadow with a pool, it looked like made of glass, reflecting everything. The silver moon and twinkling stars that was seeable through the hole in the forest canopy, and the green leafs that grow on the tall trees that lined the edges of the meadow.

It was a curious thing, and Saria, for some reason felt a need to reach out her small hand and touched. When she tapped the surface of the mirroring pool, it sent a ripple across the perfectly reflected image changing it to…something else. She stepped back from the pool but her eyes were locked onto the image that was now there, an image that really should not have been there at all. Nevertheless, Saria saw the image in the pool.

On a half-rotten log sat a woman wearing a silk dress that was so white that it almost looked silver. It was embedded with white pearls lining neckline. It was a modest gown that had a flowing feeling to it like moonlight streaming down from the heavens. But, Saria didn’t really pay attention to this, or the silvery color of her hair, only her expression.

A it was A smile was on her all too beautiful face and seemed to make it all the more beautiful…but something told Saria-who felt awfully ugly in her presence-that this was only a mockery of joy. The woman was hiding pain as best could in her sapphire eyes but they seemed to be overflowing with it.

Yet, whatever pained her Saria did not know, except that it was indeed deep, and that was what caught Saria. Nothing else matter but the pain, and she opened her mouth to say something, but the woman rose her index finger to her lips to tell Saria to be silent.

After what felt like forever of waiting, the woman spoke in a silent voice that somehow reminded Saria of moonlight and she had to strain to hear. “Greetings…Forest Sage…”

Saria looked at her in shock…when was she a sage, and a sage of the forest? This didn’t make any sense! She shook her head, “I’m not a sage of anything…I’m only Saria…”

The woman smiled, and nodded as if in agreement with someone Saria could not see or hear, but was most definitely in this conversation. “Perhaps…, it’s has not been reveal to you, yet, but soon you shall know the truth of this.”

Saria sighed knowing that it would be useless to argue…this woman reminded her of Link. Link was so stubborn at times, that he could not see the other side of an argument until he sees it with his own eyes. Which, had made for some very odd (and stupid) conversation…but, that didn’t matter now, what mattered now was to listen, she felt, not dwell on Link who was (unbeknownst to her) watching over her as she slept.

“Nevertheless,” the woman broke Saria out of her train of thought, “that does not matter what will be revealed later, I must tell you now for I have waited long enough and cannot wait on someone else’s timing. But…first things first, how well do you know the Hero of Time?”

“Who is that?”

The woman rolled her eyes, whispering, “No memory at all…,” then she realized that Saria had heard her and her cheeks slightly reddened, “Sorry, I had thought that you would know, but, never mind that. How well do you know Link?”

“I’ve known him for his whole childhood. Ever since the Deku Tree told me to look after him…eight-teen years ago,” Saria answered quickly…and wondered why she wanted to speak so quick.

“Did I ask, ‘How long have you known him?’?”

Saria shook her head, but started to feel that she didn’t like this woman that much, but she still pitied her enough that she decided that she had to help her. She was wise enough to know that how much she liked someone wasn’t always why you helped that person.

“No,” Saria answered but felt no shame at not answering this woman correctly at first but know it was better to do so.

“Good…child…, now can you not answer my true question?” The woman was smiling kindly, but Saria could care less.

I’d rather not, but…I feel I must, Saria sighed, “Alright, I will,” she said, “I know him as well as—no, better than any other one else. We were best friends in his childhood and until he left to look for his fairy, Navi.”

The woman nodded, when she noticed that Saria had stopped and the tears in Saria’s eyes, “Go on! No…I’m sorry, please continue…Sage-Saria…”

Saria glared and wanted to slap the woman but stopped herself, remembering what had happened to the water the last time she had touched it. Why was this woman so uncompassionate? Did she think her grief was so much more important than what everyone else endured? Could she not understand…Saria shook her head, remembering that she was here to help the woman, not judge her. Judging her would be just as wrong as this woman’s uncompassionate ways.

“Then, he came back, and we are still best friends…so I know him very well,” Saria said, “I know that he’s honest, compassionate…”

“No,” the woman said rising off of her the log, “if you think he knows compassion, love, or any kind of form of love; you know nothing! He is cruel and merciless…he cares for no one! He only pretends to care!”

“That’s not true! Link wouldn’t ever…”

“And what,” she said standing there, “do you know of what he has done for these last years? Do you know what he did to my people, to my children, to my family, to my friends?”

Saria said nothing, and could only look at this woman as she started to light up with a hidden, dark power that was definitely not the power of Hylians. There was nothing good about this power, only evil.

Yet, the woman seemed to see that she didn’t know the answer, “No, you don’t…but I do…he killed them…!” She sent the evil energy at Saria, entrapping her in it.

“No,” Saria said softly, tears falling from her blue eyes, “Link wouldn’t kill anyone…”

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Link held Saria as she wept quietly in her sleep, her body shaking, but then he heard her almost inaudible words, “No, Link wouldn’t kill anyone…”

These words frightened Link more than Ganondorf or Majora ever had and in his fright, Link dropped her. He stared at his shaking hands as the moonlight feel on Saria and him, he looked at Saria’s face and sadness feeling him…and shamed.

Then he whispered, “I’m sorry, Saria…I’m sorry…I couldn’t be the perfect little boy you remember me as…I’m sorry…that I have to go, but you wouldn’t except me if I stayed.”

(Hmmm…so, what did Link do…well…you’ll have to wait awhile to find out, ummm, man! I didn’t like that last part…I just can’t get it to flow! Oh, well, I’ll fix it after this month is over, for now. See ya! Word-count for this chapter is 1340, total: 3,477…Next chapter is…I don’t know yet…ummm, wait ‘til tomorrow!)

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