Zelda-Haven

Lightning splits the sky above our heads, making it seem like midday for a fraction of a second. Impa grabs me by the waist and lifts me up onto my horse, a white stallion named Strider. There is fear in her eyes as she climbs on and sits behind me, taking the reins. She fears for my life, as my bodyguard and as my friend. She barks a command to the horse and flicks the reins, and Strider leaps forward, galloping down the wet cobblestone streets of Castle Town. As we run from the dark Castle, Impa whispers in my ear, “It’s okay. Everything’s going to be all right.” But I know in my heart that it’s not. I know m