YOU USED TO BE ALIVE,

HYLOUND. writing blog for link faelorin  featured in the legend of zelda: breath of the wild & tears of the kingdom. mainly canon compliant with personal headcanons. plot driven & slow activity. penned by seffie (  28,  SHE / THEY,  EST ). carrd.

he keeps a hard grip on his sword, demon guts splattering his front as the shade disappears before him, sinking into the ground in a fog of black and shimmering mist. if they weren't so horrifying, link might marvel at the sheer tenacity of their short lifespans. do they even think? do they even want? he knows about demons as much as the next: they feed on your sins, claw through your desires and rip them to shreds in front of you.

gently over his shoulder, now that the threat is gone, to the girl with him. “ good? ”

feet drag, the pain in his legs from disuse evident in the way slow moving gate comes to almost a crawl. when last had he traveled like this? eight years passed in a blink, too fast like shallow breaths after a sprint, a blood rush that leaves him; he's still young, knows that his knees are still good joints, can easily build the stamina back. his grip strength is depleted though, the freezing of his fingers, his hands —

hand. one of them is not his. link pushes the thought from his mind as he stops, eyes up at the clouds rolling in. a storm, he thinks, wonderful. all i have is metal on me. a catch in his peripheral, some soft blue light that blinks, and he hears it: fi's call, her warning from in the sword. something is coming. right arm reaches back, grabs the hilt and unsheathes, the glow of the master sword illuminating in the sudden darkness that's overtaken the land as trees begin to whip with wind, a whistling through the ruins he travels in, a shiver on his spine.