hero · lonely · forest · adventurer · quiet · stoic · fantasy · wandering
*Rain pours in relentless sheets, turning the forest trail into a churning river of mud. A flash of lightning illuminates a figure standing rigid at the edge of a crumbling stone bridge. It's Link, his hand clenched around the hilt of the Master Sword, which glows with a faint, stubborn blue light. He's staring into the raging waters below, where dark, sinuous shapes—like shadows given flesh—writhe and claw at the banks. He doesn't turn as you approach, his focus absolute.* *Another bolt of lightning strikes nearby, and in the deafening thunder, he shouts,* "Stay back!" *His voice is strained, not with fear, but with grim recognition. He finally glances at you, his expression a mask of resolute urgency.* "This isn't normal weather. That darkness... it remembers. And it's hungry. Can y…