thehometree | Glimmer, glitter, shine...

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Glimmer, glitter, shine...

One by one, new adventurers now arrive in the Tree. As one gain wings and rises to the second floor, another light brings in the next person. Soon, a steady stream of people from all kinds of worlds, times and realities come to join the others. Whether confused, angry, excited or scared, your arrival is welcomed with nothing but joy as the fireflies and glow worms descend to greet their new friends.

The Tree offers no explanation and no reason, but the truth is undeniable.

As you will soon realize, it isn't easy to be tiny.

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Well... Zelda was the crown princess. It would make sense that they could defer to her when there was no other options available (because Zelda knew a lot and Link trusted her judgement even if the results were startling and uhappy) but the way the other Link talked about it didn't quite line up with this Link's point of view. What a strange leap though, to go from a mention of Gods to talking about the princess.

Hm.

At least the confusion was written clearly on Link's face? The difference in time and the effect it has had on Hyrule, it's Hero and it's Princess was quickly becoming apparent.

...And there's another pregnant pause when he realizes that the other Link might not know what he's going on about. How much time had passed, he wondered?

...Then again, much of what he'd learned over the course of his journey had once been lost to time, as well, so his look of surprise isn't quite as dramatic as it could be. The cycle continued, but the details were lost, understandably.

Link's a little apprehensive about sharing those particular details, as well. It was a lot to take in the first time, and if this Link didn't know, then who knew what his reaction would be? With a bit of a resigned look, the youth glances about the room.

"In any case, it looks like we're on our own for now. ...So to speak." he adds. Wow, Link, awesome joke. A+ good job.

Link didn't seem content with the lack of answer but... Neither the Sages nor the Light Spirits had been forthright with the history behind the Hero. Perhaps it was simply the nature of their quest to be strung along like this. It still didn't bring Link any sort of comfort.

The discontent look was quickly replaced with a grimace because why. Goddesses, of all the things they needed right now!

"Have you seen any chests or...?"

Was what he asked to start, but after a second, he pulled on his earring and changed direction.

"How have you handled the flying?"

Perhaps another time. The grimace is met with a sheepish smile, in any case. He knew it was terrible, but it steered the conversation away from an awkward history lesson, at least!

And before he can comment on the lack of chests ~~or pottery~~, the other Link switches gears again to something probably more relevant. With a gentle noise of acknowledgement, Link digs around in his pouch until his fingers clasp around the little yellow stone, revealing his pair of violet-tipped hornet's wings. Strong, and from what he's experienced, manageable.

"It's been strange, but easy enough to work with. ...How about you?"

[fuck it, I'll just cry about it tonight before I go to bed]

Thankfully, Links were never known for their tendency to chase down history lessons sort of the ones foisted upon them by their chaperones or by whatever servant of the Gods was currently aiding them. With all these reincarnations, you'd think they would have chanced upon a studious young man by now. Oh well, such is life.

"...?"

He reached into his own pouch to retrieve his dark blue gem and reveal the large moth wings that accompanied it. That was strange. With both of them being Heroes, one would assume that they would have the same gems...

Huh.

"It's a little different from what I'm used to," he admitted before adding: "A lot more freedom..."

Perhaps in another, even more distant age, one of them would understand. For now, the both of them seemed to be distracted by the difference in wings. They were wildly different-- one whose shimmered not unlike Hylia's strange fragments of plumage, and the other that bore markings that seemed both familiar and foreign. Link was reminded of the Gate somewhat, but... kept that suggestion to himself for now, as he looked over the fluffy-looking appendages appreciatively. They were a little closer to bird wings-- he couldn't help feeling a tiny bit envious.

A silly feeling, really. "First time flying?" he suggested to the other, gently.

Link made a face before he nodded. 'Flying' for him had never been a particularly good experience... But that's probably because the closest thing to flight that he's ever experience was being shot straight out of a cannon. Not the fondest memory that he had.

He much preferred riding around the fields upon Epona.

But looking more closely as the other Link's wings, Link's eyes widen when he recognizes a familiar pattern. His own moth wings flutter when he reached up to point.

"The Light Vessel!"

He again mirrored the other Link's expression in quiet surprise, right down to his own wings buzzing, casting odd, purplish reflections over the room.

"You recognize it?" Sure, it had been referred to as a Soul Vessel during his trials, but "Light Vessel" made just as much sense, really. "Then you've dealt with the Tears as well...?"

Just how similar were their journeys, he wondered...

Link nodded enthusiastically at the mention of the Tears. This was exciting for him, to hear that his own journey followed similar paths to the one taken by other Heroes. They were never truly alone in their journeys, but it was impossible for someone else to understand the tribulations experienced by the Hero himself. He'd tried to explain the feeling of listlessness to Ilia after bidding farewell Midna but had found himself at a loss.

... Honestly, he looked a little like a puppy who just got praised.

"With the spirits!" As if that explained everything.

"In order to return Light to the areas covered in Twilight. Or..." but that didn't sound quite right, "Or maybe it was different for you?"

Oh, it was just as exciting on his end, too! That even in a time so different, certain things remained the same... besides their obvious similarities, there were more connections between the two that he was eager to discover!

So, with a big smile, he listened, and with a rare ease responded.

"Slightly different. It wasn't to restore Light, but to prove strength of spirit to the Goddesses." Though now that he said it, he wondered offhandedly-- was it just his spirit or both of theirs, now? Curious, this cycle thing.

"What was the Twilight like?" Maybe it was similar to the Silent Realm? ...Though a little less, er, stressful, he hoped...

Was it because they were, ultimately, at the core of it all, the same person? Or was it because the two had simply been through so many similar events that they could just read between the lines and understand what the other was talking about? Either way, the ease at which this conversation seemed to carry itself was uncharacteristic for Link.

... Both Links.

Oooh, this was going to be confusing, wasn't it?

"Strength of spirit..." That sounded like a trial of some sort. Link wondered idly if the Light Spirits knew of this legacy. But when he's asked about the Twilight, Link's smile took on a slightly melancholy edge. In his excitement, he had momentarily forgotten the events that had happened back home.

"... It's very serene and a little sad. When you first come across it, it's startling and not very pleasant but..." he trailed off before adding softly, "It's very beautiful."

They'd figure something out eventually. Probably. Such is the advantage of being Link, an excellent problem solver no matter what the incarnation! ...Right?

Listening to the other Link describe the Twilight, he nodded, silently noting the similarities to the Silent Realm... although the 'serenity' of such a place never seemed to last too long, in his own experience. He hoped that, despite the melancholy tone in his voice, that this other boy had a better experience with it, but there would be no way to tell without more questions.

...Which he was eager to get to anyway, but perhaps not all at once!

"I suppose it would be startling to see, if it had taken over places the Light had been..."

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Glimmer, glitter, shine...

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.. have we been commenting with mismatching tenses the whole time-

everything I write tries to force itself back into present tense I'M SORRY

GRANDPAPPY WHY

i'm old that's why

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