#just rain

I don’t really know what inspired me to make this. Just thinking about rain, and how much of it there is in BotW. Once again, this is for the Linked Universe AU. Enjoy!

Word Count: 470.

“Hey Wild?” Wind asked, “Why’s it always raining in your Hyrule?”

It had been a few months since the group had met their newest member, and they had recently gone back to his home. His Zelda had, of course, been very excited to see them, and had promptly interrogated them. They had beared it (some unwillingly), but were overall quite happy to be on the road again. However, once they were travelling, they ran into a problem:

Rain.

“Yeah, why is it that whenever we want to climb something, it starts rainin’?” Warriors grouched from the back, “Is Mother Nature upset with you or something?”

Wild simply shrugged, content to look at the forest around them as they walked. This question had come up a few times already, and each time, the other Links (excluding Time) would get into heated debates about the reason for the copious amount of falling water.

“Maybe karma has it out for us?” Sky suggested sheepishly.

“Ooh, what if it’s some deities fighting?” Legend wiggled his fingers mysteriously, “And we’re just the poor victims?”

Wild shook his head and continued walking down the path. To the right of him, footsteps crept beside him, the source coming to his side in an instant. “You ever gonna answer them?” Twilight asked his protege quietly. Wild just looked at his mentor calmly, then forward again as the others got into their argument again.

A little while later (after the rain had calmed down once more), the group stopped to rest near a cliff face. Intent on climbing the cliff after a quick break, they laid down their gear and started lunch. As they were finishing their food, though, their problem started up again.

Pit. Pat.

“Again? Really?” Hyrule sent a glare toward the sky, “I swear, as soon as we try to do ANYTHING that could help us proceed, this happens!”

“It’s because,” Wild finally spoke up, “Heaven is crying.”

That stopped all movement for two reasons. One, because Wild spoke (he wasn’t much of a talker), and two, because of what he said.

“Crying?” Four was confused, “Why would Heaven be crying? You stopped Ganon!”

“But at what cost?” Time responded sorrow reflected in his eyes. “Yes, Wild stopped this… Calamity, but how many were lost?”

That shut everyone up. No matter the hardships they had faced, or the nightmares that plagued them every night, no one had lost as much as Wild. This Hyrule was gone, only a shard of its former population left. Yes, they were rebuilding, and communicating with other kingdoms, and there were advances in science and technology, but the fact of the matter remained. This Hyrule was shattered.

“For every person that was lost to that foul monster,” Wild continued softly, lost in his muddled memories, “Heaven cries.”