321Technonote123

A/N: I don't own Legend of Zelda. I only own this story. Silence. That's all Dark Link could hear. Only the silence and occasional chattering of his teeth. He was curled up in a ball, shaking, on a poorly made bed. Black clothes and a thin sheet were all the little boy had to warm up. His room was cold and bare, and the stone walls doing nothing to help with it. He hated being locked up in this room. He felt like a caged animal in here, having to suffer in here until his 'owner' let him out with nothing to play with. The only things to keep him company were the occasional spiders that crawled out of their little corners. It wasn't very fun