The melody of the Lost Woods rang in Link's ears – Saria's song. The seven year wait in the Sacred Realm had, to him, seemed like the blink of an eye, but as he walked over the rope bridge leading into his old home, Kokiri Forest, he noticed the marks of time all around. The rope was wearing thin, and the enormous hollow tree roots that separated the Forest from the great Hyrule Field were turning grey with decay. The mushrooms and shrubs that littered the forest floor beneath the bridge were all gone, and the leaves in the high trees were brown and falling.
Link took a moment to pause and take in his surroundings, leaning against one of the ropes holding the bridge up. Barely a week prior, at least a week by his time, he had ran across this bridge and played amongst the bushes as a child. It was so close, and yet so far away now.
He jumped as he heard a loud snap behind him. Link clutched the rope he was leaning on tightly, and looked over his shoulder. The rot had simply snappe