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Young Link

from the The Legend of Zelda.

est. March, 2015.

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Top of head ( & i swear i'm done with the reply omg i'm just delaying some of it in my drafts bcs i have no icons yet i'm so sorry )

Sibling affection/parental affection

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       ❛ D-don’t go getting all sentimental on me! I’ll get back to Hyrule.
          I just have to find the door of time, is all. It should be around here
         somewhere, if this is where it has dropped me off. ❜

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      ❛ Besides, it’ll open again. I’m sure it will.
         Whenever there is a meeting, a parting
         is soon to follow. But that parting need
         not last forever.

▲ – COURAGE:

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A world of shimmering towers and mechanical horses was no place for the young elf to be gawking– and nor was the middle of the crowded street he’d chosen. The boy turned-man was starstruck by such drastic cultureshock, his head spinning with the brightness of colours and flashing signs. Garbed in green stood the Hero of Time, is ears pricked and erect to the sounds of honking horns. He side-stepped through solid white lines and yellow stripes onto a solid, silver road made of rock, a flashing sign with the letters ’WALK’ buzzing noisily above his head. 

                  Why would I be sent here? The Door of Time… it must have messed up!

          But the boy turned, a toned and muscular shoulder slamming into another–  and to the ground Link toppled, shaken by this extreme turn of events. His eyes looked up in time to see a dark head of hair beneath a strange hat and even stranger clothes. Was that what people in this world would wear?     No armor, no weapons… 

                                         "Ah… sorry. My mistake!“

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