Every single day did he scour out the land for any piece of clue or information that would lead him back to / her / — yet every day did absolutely nothing be found .
As the light began to fade in the sky , such notion was his cue to return back to civilization ; until —
@imeryxs
He has been wandering the desert for a few days now, with no luck. The geography of the area, the ruined structures, the rock formations, they were definitely different yet felt uncannily similar to the desert he calls home. Where was he?
Golden hues scan the sandy
@decayedcourage / / not at all !! english is my first language but sometimes I think the same with how you feel about my own replies ;; that people won't understand , or I ramble too much 😂 but you're perfectly fine ! I look forward to reading more of your work 🫶🏻🙌🏼✨
Mhmm — it'd be nice to have familiar company around more . I've offered Crow the invite several times too , but . . . he never comes .
To be honest , it feels like he's there even / more / than before . I've kinda been getting worried about it . . .
Do you ... .ᐣ I would like to try, certainly.
I must ask, has he being spending less time in the Depths as of recent, or has he still been going their regularly .ᐣ
“ S-sorry — , ” he realized , “ I'm Twilight , but my friends call me Twi . ”
Words almost came out in a yawn ; head nodding in agreement with her .
“ Not much people are 'round so early these days . ”
Then again , his farm work called for him to be awake at this hour .
ᅟᅠ ‘ oh! hello, uh ... you? ’
ᅟᅠ he looked just slightly familiar, though his voice didn't exactly ring any bells ... meh. she'd have time for those questions later.
ᅟᅠ ‘ not many people are up this early, eh? ’
“ Time — ”
The name rolled off his lips like a familiar lullaby ; growing up he had heard stories of a warrior with a unique relation to such a word , but / where / he had heard it from , that much he couldn't remember .
“ Nice to meet you , ” he nodded before shifting to —
The hero of time raises a brow at that strange name before humming softly as recently he has gotten a little used to using his old title as a name, Link crossed his arms with a soft smile directed towards the other.
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show the map in his hands .
Circled multiple times were the scribbled words ' Arbiter's Grounds ' .
“ I was trying to go here . . . then I . . . / fell / somehow and work up in the woods back there . ”