Zelda Porn Story: Heated Twilight Chapter 4

Heated Twilight

Chapter 04: The Blooming Girl
Pairing: Link x Beth

Although the earlier incident of the afternoon remained unsurprisingly frightful within the rather sheltered minds of everybody that frequented the southern village, the small farming community had managed to escape into their peaceful slumber. The parents and children alike were content in the security of their beds, some holding their pillows and some holding one another. The nearby crickets were jubilantly chirping their nightly serenade while the hooted owls called out their own performance. The wolves were quietly sneaking through the underbrush of the woodlands and the numerous critters shifted within the shadows. The waterways continued flowing normally and the lounging fish found themselves bathed in the silver moonlight. Ordon Village was sleeping.

However, while everybody else found themselves utterly entrapped within the various illusions of their slumber, there was one individual that remained uninterested in sleeping. As the southern village slumbered peacefully, this young villager found herself carefully slipping from the security of her bedroom window. Returning unnoticed wouldn’t be too difficult considering the thick foliage that was growing up the nearby formations, she would simply need to tread softly across the roof before climbing back through her window. Of course, there was the ever present concern that her ambitions might be refused and she would be forcefully dragged back home. However, she somehow realized that the worst possible scenario would be her returning by herself.

The village remained slumbering and she managed herself away from the residential section without incident, moving down the beaten pathways with the softest footsteps. The shrouded villager would eventually discover herself at the trafficked area that passed before their apparent savior’s house, an interesting dwelling which had been carved into an ancient oak tree. She cautiously looked around before ascending the nearby ladder, pleasantly surprised to discover the doorway unlocked. She found herself somewhat concerned, but decided against turning around the carefully slipped through the threshold and into the darkened house.

The young villager breathed as she proceeded to glance around, having never actually bothered entering the impressive treehouse before. There was little mistaking that everything surrounded one central chamber with the different areas of purpose being suspended on circling balconies. There were several moments of soundless observation before she noticed the steady breathing coming from the second level balcony. Realizing without beyond possible doubts that it was the object of her unexpected desires slumbering above, she proceeded to climb the dedicated ladder and softly moved closer to see the single resident and her beloved savior.

Her freckled expression seemed to breath with admiration as she observe the young rancher slumbering peacefully upon the simple mattress of the wooden frame bed. The young villager found herself somehow blessed to discover that his slacks were present amongst nothing else, leaving his muscular frame and handsome features exposed to the world. The young rancher probably realized the amount of conversation his existence dominated amongst the maidens of the southern village, although he probably didn’t realize that several watched him working throughout the afternoon. When one considered that she was around four years younger, nobody should have been surprised to know that the young rancher possessed her admiration as well.

There was some unexpected hesitation before she reached out one small hand, allowing herself to be driven by the moment…

The young rancher found his slumber flooded with blissful illusions of the most unnatural pleasure, beyond those erotic visions that usually frequented his sleeping subconscious. The eternal apprentice found himself floating through an infinite void of nothing and everything, flooded with an incredibly serene brightness. Several moments pass before the whiteness of the clouds suddenly vanished to reveal that he was somehow reclined upon the morning horizon. The young rancher was literally floating where the highest spiritual beings could possibly be expected to frequent, the curve of the distant ocean being discerned in the distance beyond the grasslands and wilderness.

“Link…” three voices whispered in unison. The young rancher jumped slightly upon discovering himself surrounded by those three different woman that utterly dominated that single aspect of his existence, somehow floating alongside him without even acknowledging the absence of the ground.

Link found himself pinned under the weight of his childhood friend, having straddled his stomach and delicately intertwined her fingers with his own. The mayor’s daughter was wearing one of her casual white dresses, this one possessing blue and green linings and seemed rather careless of their mutual position. Her youthful features were shining in the brightest sunlight and there was no mistaking the ambitious smile that played across her blushing visage. Contemplating her presence within the heavens, he found himself confronted with a rather plaguing question:

Were they destined to be together as lovers, or to remain as the closest of friends?

Looking beyond his longtime friend he recognized his mentor’s spouse kneeling nearby, her attention seeming to be focused on the area between his bent knees. The saucy housewife was wearing her casual working clothes and was playfully running her fingertips along the waistband of his remaining slacks. That seductive smirk remained present upon her features, her luscious body an undoubtable testament to classical beauty in the brightest sunlight. Contemplating her presence within the heavens, he found himself confront with another plaguing question:

Were their casual actions actually justified, or should they find themselves shrouded in betrayal?

The young rancher then found his attention grabbed by the mysterious huntress kneeling nearby, having rested his head in the comfort of her lap. She remained in those hunting clothes and looked down upon him with that same entrancing crimson pupils, his crimson strands playing across her vision. Her discarded longsword and hunting bow shimmered in the brightest sunlight, an unfortunate history seeming to outline her mysterious existence. Having memorized every moment of their encounter during his sixteenth summer, the young rancher recognized the expression of unleashed desire upon her beautiful features. Contemplating her presence within the heavens, he found himself confronted with one more plaguing question:

Was there anything beyond their mutual possession of the other’s natural innocence?

The young rancher softly whispered their names. The identities of the three women whom had shared those intimate moments with him during the course of his matured existence. Those that possessed would forever possess some fragment of his steadily beating heart. Link believed beyond any possible doubts that these women would always possess his heart and that nobody else could possibly come close. Link believed that one of them would become his destiny.

Unfortunately, destinies were never something predicted easily and almost always remained something that couldn’t be anticipated in the moment.

There was some ominous moaning from the distance as the brightest sunlight suddenly vanished into the darkest midnight, those celestial beings speckling the horizon before the apparent savior found his attention brought to witness something horrible. An uncompromising presence of pitch blackness stretching over the horizon and overcoming the brightness that surrounded them. The young rancher shivered as something sinister suddenly became prevalent, surrounding him and enclosing upon him. His attention was then drawn to the sudden piercing pain, feminine nails aggressively cleaving in to his waist and chest.

The young rancher whipped his eyes towards the mysterious huntress as her hands became encased in the blackness, her features becoming overshadowed and dominated by two glowing crimson eyes. The saucy housewife possessed the same features, although her seductive smirk had transformed into an imposing grin, her teeth having become filed into fangs. An absolute terror grasped his as his attention turned towards his childhood friend, her beautiful frame becoming enshrouded by the darkness before her lips aggressively slammed into his own. The darkness flooded outwards from his mouth, his vision becoming flooded with crimson and then nothing as the world vanished into the shadows. His panicked screams remaining unheard.

As his instinctive screams finally became audible, his cerulean eyes snapped open and his hand instantly reacted to the whatever was absently pressing softly against his chest.

In the span of the slightest moment the young rancher had launched himself into a sitting position, instinctively grasping the young villager’s wrist and following it to the owner. Although those horrible illusions remained present within his recent memory, he possessed enough clearvoiance to realize the different between his nightmares and reality. There was little hesitation before releasing the twisted wrist and allowing the small owner to lean against the railing of the balcony. The young rancher never bothered increasing the pilot light of the nearby lantern, almost instantly recognizing the pained whimper and petite silhouette.

“Beth?” Link whispered, his confusion rather apparent “What are you doing here?”

The village girl found herself completely frozen in that terrifying moment of confrontation, feeling similar to an immature woodland deer caught in the sights of an archer. The earliest words of her unrehearsed explanation stuttered across her moist tongue, her brown eyes lashing around the chamber in the attempt to avoid his concerned gaze. In those later hours of the afternoon she had found herself facing the horrifying possibility of being forcefully violated by one of those savage creatures that inhabited the forest. The confrontation she was experiencing in that moment seemed incredibly similar, although the piercing terror was replaced with hesitant indecision.

“Beth?” Link audibly murmured, his confusion replaced with concern “Are you alright? What’s wrong?”

“Link…” Beth breathed, eventually collect herself enough to continue speaking “I need to talk to you.”

“Couldn’t it have waited until morning?” Link questioned, sitting up on the mattress and leaning forward with his fingers intertwining slightly. The young rancher found himself absolutely exhausted following the erotic escapades from hours before and over the course of the last twenty four hours and his terrifying nightmare wasn’t assisting him. Several moments passed before he shrugged heavily “What is happening, Beth?”

“Something has been bothering me since this afternoon, ever since we returned from the forests.” Beth’s slender hands grasped her shoulders as she trembled softly, the overwhelming emotion beginning to conquer her “I could barely stomach my dinner. I couldn’t sleep after three hours. I cannot even breath steadily.”

The scenario certainly wasn’t going as originally intended, the shopkeeper’s daughter having wanted to announce her proposal without hesitation, but she inevitably discovered herself overwhelmed. Having recently turned fourteen, the blossoming young woman was naturally interested in eventually achieving womanhood either through turning sixteen and discovering genuine romance. There were countless individuals in the northern regions that believed that womanhood couldn’t become realized unless they have shared themselves with somebody for whom their heart pounded. Those southern traditionalist believed that simply shattering the sacred seal that existed before her inner sanctum was utterly meaningless to proving maturity. However, with another eighteen months standing between herself and womanhood she was confronted with the horrible realization that this sacred seal could have been shattered by some demanding monster. Her ascension into womanhood would eventually become realized through one of these two methods, she would either turn sixteen or she would experience those blissful moments. Beth couldn’t allow anybody else to take her.

“Beth! Calm down!” Link shouted, concerned gentleness washing across her consciousness as she instinctively wrapped her arms around her abdomen, tortured tears streaming across her lightly freckled features. The young rancher remained speechless as the younger woman pressed her forehead against his chest, the young woman standing around one foot shorter than himself. She breathed as one hand was placed upon her head “Everything is going to be alright.”

“No! It isn’t!” Beth shouted, several teardrops falling from her flushed cheeks “That disgusting creature was actually going to force himself upon me! What would happen to me if those monsters returned! They would force themselves upon me without second thought!”

“Beth…” Link whispered, expecting something reassuring to materialize within his subconscious, but his natural instincts completely failed him in this moment. He found himself incapable of understanding the sheer hopelessness of her situation and apparently understood there were several truths behind those bonfire horror stories. Those savage monsters would probably turn themselves upon the young woman without hesitation and without remorse, gracelessly stealing everything that could possibly be stolen from the village maiden.

“Beth…” Link whispered, becoming unnerved by her panicked emotions. There was little questioning the reasons she had come running to him with these issues which he couldn’t have possibly understood. Beth found herself standing against concerns which shouldn’t have tarnished her innocence, fearing defilement and becoming outcast. Link found himself most displeased with the nature of the situation, having noticed her obvious affection several years earlier. Beth wouldn’t have been so distraught if she was attempting to deceive him, but the young rancher found himself rather unnerved by those ominous visions.

“This doesn’t have to mean anything.” Beth whipped away her tears before slipping one hand into his own, giving the most pleading stare as she continued “The village doesn’t need to know, after tonight I promise that shall never speak the softest whisper or ponder the slightest thought about it.”

“Why would you approach me so confidently?” Link’s whispered as his hand moved around his younger friend’s, those trembling fingertips an obvious symptom of her terrors “You’ve had several boyfriends from the southern village over, haven’t you?”

“Because those people wouldn’t understand or respect the situation, everybody in the village would probably know before tomorrow morning.” Beth growled, becoming noticeably uncomfortable at the memories of attempting to support recent relationships with the equally ignorant youths who attempted to coerce her into following them beyond closed doors. Beth’s obvious discomfort vanished before she looked back to her older friend, placing one hand against his chest “But you’re different, Link. You wouldn’t consider breathing the slightest whisper about our encounter, you would respect my reasons and understand where I’m coming from.”

“Because I would understand that this doesn’t mean anything?” Link murmured before reaching forward and seizing the younger woman’s shoulders, her blossoming body melting against his own as their moment started with an embrace “Because I would never do anything to hurt anyone?”

“Yes…” Beth breathed as she melted into the embrace “Because you’re the best person I’ve ever known.”

The young rancher and the blossoming girl became disconnected as their encounter shifted from the emotional embrace, eventually pulling themselves onto the mattress where the swordsman had been slumbering one moment earlier. Link remained disconnected even while running his hands down her blouse, her smaller hands resting upon his own. His attention remained divided between his inexperienced partner and those horrifying visions, but the difference became less skewed as she carefully removed her blouse, revealing herself to her reluctant partner.

There was little question that the impulsive villager would continue her physical development, but her overall progress was rather unexpected. The early bloomer was steadily burning whatever remained of her baby weight and subtle curves were beginning to appear in all the right places. Her budding breasts remained small, but had become rather impressive over the last several months following puberty. An intense warmed burned under her cheeks and almost demanded his attention, tempting him forward like some manner of an unsung siren.

Both remained seated on their knees, examining one another for several moments before the young woman suddenly crawled forward to kiss her senior friend. The reluctant rancher remained steady for an instant before accepting the gesture, wrapping his arms around the young woman’s waist and pulling her onto his lap. Her smaller hands moved around his shoulders, carefully tilted his head backwards as she continued the looking down upon him as she continued kissing him. The blossoming adolescent’s obvious inexperience somehow becoming irrelevant as both pushed the innocent kiss even further, swapping saliva and bodily warmth.

Silent breaths were drawn as their kiss was carefully broken. Both found themselves offering the same treatment to the experience that one would an expensive piece of pottery, somehow believing that the slightest mistake would ruin everything in that moment. Link looked upon the young woman with an almost conflicted expression, somehow understanding these actions wouldn’t come close to destroying their friendship. Beth glanced back toward her longtime friend before breathing deeply and looking downward, relishing in the overwhelming emotion of the situation before leaning backwards.

Link watched silently as her petite frame was splayed upon the mattress, her smaller hands loosening the waistband of her summer slacks before slowly removing them. Another article joined her blouse upon the floor as she moved to her sandals, becoming somewhat surprised when Link proceeded to remove them and drop them from the mattress. Beth found herself stripped of everything but the blandest of undergarments, with the exception of several pieces of homemade jewelry that decorated her petite body at the moment. Link remained confined to those sand-colored slacks, although she somehow doubted that their encounter would proceed much farther before her removed them. There was some apparent hesitation before her partner finally moved forward, the village girl swallowing lightly toward the accepting expression on his features.

The young woman began breathing heavily as her longtime friend leaned over her, calloused fingertips moving across her smoothness of her thighs as her bland underwear was carefully removed. In that moment she found herself completely bared, blushing slightly as her modest garment was discarded alongside her other stripped clothing. The passing wind tossed the flickering lantern flame nearby, the younger woman pulling the blanket around herself as her lover leaned forward. Their hands worked together in pulling the comforter around them, instinctively concealing themselves from those countless individuals who couldn’t have possibly seen them. Beth twisted herself under her older friend’s unspoken instructions, eventually moving into position with her back against the mattress and her head against the pillow.

The rancher leaned to one section of the single mattress before unlacing and removing the tanned slacks, another becoming enlightened that the amateur swordsman never bothered wearing underwear. The village girl swallowed lightly as the nearby torchlight illuminated her lover’s eight inches which almost appeared painful with the impressive growth and clockwork pulsation. Beth composed herself as Link discarded his slacks and leaned down upon her, her quickening heartbeat jumping as the engorged member rubbed against one of her inner thighs. She became unnerved as the comforter was moved across them once more, blocking her darting eyesight from seeing what was happening underneath. Beth’s attention was turned elsewhere as her lover looked at her with another concerned expression.

“Have you never done this before?” Link whispered, obvious concern dripping between his words “The earliest moments will be rather painful, but that discomfort will subside before long.”

“…You probably shouldn’t worry about that.” Beth responded, her features becoming painted in an embarrassed crimson as she proceeded to explain “An accident shattered my barrier around twelve months ago, when the village girls were messing around with those stretching exercises and attempting to gain flexibility. We were doing this one afternoon when I noticed this pinching sensation and started bleeding a couple minutes later. You were running errands back then, but most everybody in the village understands what happens, although the younger residents aren’t privileged to such information.”

“That’s good to know.” Link became silent once more, inwardly relieved that his charitable actions wouldn’t force him to witness the same horrible discomfort and bloody agony which he’d witnessed during his first encounter with Ilia. The young woman’s openness to the situation suddenly much more understandable to the displaced rancher and removed some of the pressure which threatened to pulverize him. With such an unusual accident being readily provable through her parents, another curious lover wouldn’t have needed to understand or be informed of their unusual encounter. These sudden revelations allowed the amateur swordsman to venture even further into those primal instincts.

“Oh! Link!” Beth gasped as the throbbing head brushed across the delicate pedals of her nether-regions, her slender fingertips digging slightly into his shoulders as she braced herself for their coming union. Link’s hands moved under the subtle curves of her waist and pulled her toward him, breathing before resolving himself to the procedure. Her smaller physique tightened as he carefully pushed himself forward, her untouched gateway separating and allowing further intrusion into her innocent passage. The uncomfortable position between one another became broken as the rancher pulled himself into a seated position on the mattress, the petite villager’s fingers scrapping down his muscular arms before moving to grasp the subtle mounds of her growing breasts. Beth’s breathed became erratic as her partner’s gentle hands moved down to her abdomen, his fingers hooking around her waist before pushing himself even deeper between her thighs. Her knees flexed against her partner’s flanked and her toenails scrapped against the mattress in that moment, the young villager whimpering with unfamiliar pleasure as her gentle partner carefully impaled her upon his pulsating length.

“Faeore!” Beth moaned as Link started thrusting himself between her thighs, straining himself to continue managing the gentleness which would hopefully produce an enjoyable experience for the inexperienced youngblood. Having retained memories of his earliest encounters, the amateur swordsman valiantly attempted to remain focused as the younger woman’s corridor tightened around his thrusting member. An almost strained expression crossed his features under the flicker lantern light, the sheer tightness of the innocent teenager almost overwhelming. An ecstatic expression crossed the young villager’s features in that same moment, her delicate voice gasping with unhinged passion between audible breaths. The moment was absolutely sublime for young maiden.

The amateur swordsman found himself cursing temptation, that darkness which offered the disgraceful suggestion that he caste aside his honorable reasons and claim the young woman for himself. As these horrible thoughts threatened to corrupt the moment, his repetitive movements became much stronger and more desperate. Link’s careful grasp around her thighs tightened as he continued slamming into her untouched passage, aggressively pulling her into every one of his powerful thrusts. Beth moaned in mindless delight as her partner continued, their carnal union bringing an intensive pleasure across both of them on every possible level. Link’s inner darkness subsided as her passage began unevenly tightening around his pulsating member, pressing the warning that her climax was approaching despite her attempt to compose herself.

The young villager responded before her older partner could comprehend adjusting himself, pushing herself into a seated position and wrapping her slender arms around his neck and shoulders. The rancher’s left hand moved to grasp one of her ankles while the other pulled her adorable petiteness against his own muscular physique. Link carefully twisted himself towards the mattress and eventually brought himself down on where Beth had been resting just moments earlier. Suddenly discovering herself in the dominant position, she naturally brought her thighs around his strong waist, her hands landing on his shoulders in one desperate attempt to stabilize herself. Her breaths became ragged as she attempted to pleasure her partner, her physical limitations threatened to buckle under the pressure of her approaching climax.

Beth’s trembling composure was splintered as Link carefully thrust himself into her passage, penetrating much deeper with her lesser weight pressing down against his bladeless broadsword. She breathed heavily as his fingertips brushed against the subtle curves of her buttocks, becoming shocked as he suddenly grasped them and used her slender figure as leverage for his thrusting motions. She dropped forward against her partner as the sheer pleasure of their encounter overwhelmed her, moaning with apparent rapture as her breast grinded against his muscular frame. Her small hands pressed against his shoulder as she boosted herself upwards, her backside bending as she released that auspicious moan of absolute pleasure. The bedsheets became moist as her climax rushed through her petite body, her mouth hanging agape for several moments before she dropped back against her love, completely exhausted.

The renowned rancher stopped completely as his own climax threatened to overcome his resolved constitution, the younger woman’s current position tempting him to continue and meet his own delightful conclusion. However, Link resolved himself to his earlier promise and carefully proceeded to remove himself from her tightened passage. These efforts excited an auspicious whimpering from the young woman pinning him to the mattress, his pulsating member being wrenched from her tightened passage with a delicious popping sound. Link cursed himself as the pressure cleaved an impressive chunk from his physical endurance, it was because of his impressive discipline and sheer willingness that he found himself capable of suppressing his own demanding instincts. The amateur swordsman’s bloodflow soon returned to normal and his impressive length softened under the sheets he’d brought back across their exhausted bodies. Several moments passed with the young villager listening to his steady breathing and pondering several thoughts, eventually shattering the silence with one rather confusing statement.

“I’m beginning to understand, Link.” Beth whispered softly against his broad chest, remaining shameless of her compromising position and carnal escapades in that unexpected moment of revelation “I’m beginning to understand everything my mother told me about seeking out and discovering romance.”

“What did she tell you, Beth?” Link gently inquired, wrapping his forearms around his younger friend’s slender waist. Those ominous visions from his nightmares having subsided several minutes earlier, he was beginning to consider their encounter something more than meaningless debauchery or heartfelt compromise.

“Despite my own stubbornness, she would always explain that there would be somebody out there waiting to meet me, waiting to love me and make me their own.” Beth breathed in obvious embarrassment, even as her older friend carefully brought her discarded blouse across her exposed chest “She explained that while there might be several lovers between us before we encountered one another, there would be something indescribable stirring within our hearts when our destinies finally brought us together.”

“You believed we were to be some of those short-lived lovers?” Link questioned, somehow already knowing the answer before the younger woman could provide that innocent giggle. Although his cerulean eyesight remained pointed towards the ceiling, he could almost feel her smiling against his chest.

“It was foolish to even consider the possibility.” Beth whispered before scooting away from the reluctant rancher, leaning over the bedside to retrieve her fallen articles. She considered her next words for several moments before finally turning her attention back to those brilliant sapphires “We have been friends for longer than I can remember. I shouldn’t have even considered becoming anything more.”

“Those infernal terrors would have frighten you endlessly?” Link whispered.

“I cannot deny that those horrible thoughts will continue to plague me.” she confessed before looking towards him with an expression which provoked assurance in her heartfelt decision, her hand moved to grasp his own against the mattress “And although there is nothing wouldn’t discover anything between one another anyway. I appreciate the knowledge that our friendship wouldn’t be damaged by this, although I’m sure you would never surrender anybody to those wretched monsters.”

“You’re very brave, Beth.” Link whispered as the young woman removed herself from the mattress and stepped to the railing which looked down upon the ground floor, taking several moments to redress herself. The rancher casually watched as she laced her collar and retrieved her sandals from the floorboards, she actually seemed rather reluctant to leave the property at the moment. Link glanced out the nearby window toward the glowing moon and couldn’t hold himself from asking the question “What made you come here, Beth?”

“Youthful foolishness.” the young woman chuckled, obvious quoting someone, leaning forward on the railing and almost becoming transfixed as she began speaking “Out of everybody I’ve ever encountered, you’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever known. I was foolish enough to honestly believe that our destinies might permit something between us to shoulder my own burdens, it has since been proven within our hearts that I was terribly mistaken.”

The rancher could have blushed in that moment. It seemed improbable that the young woman would honestly claim the simple cattle rancher to be the symbolic champion of her existence. There were countless knights and warriors in the northern kingdom, and she would hold the apprentice swordsmen in regard above them. There were older teenagers in the southern district of their village who seemed prepared to inherit much greater things than the young rancher. He found himself flattered at the thought that somebody could have held him in such high regard.

“Are you sure you believe that, Beth, that there is someone for everyone?” Link asked, somewhat shocked he was seeking advise from somebody five years younger than himself.

“My mother is the headstrong operator of the general store. My father is the mild-mannered accountant for our shipping and inventory.” Beth said rather bluntly, glancing toward Link with an apparent amusement upon her youthful features. She leaned against the railing as she continue speaking “Those two are complete opposites and have somehow managed to remain together and in possession of that unbreakable connection. If that isn’t proof enough that there is something grander working between relationships, you should probably ask the Goddesses themselves.”

“Fair enough.” Link responded with the slightest shrug, before suddenly smirking and looking back towards the brilliance of the glowing moon “So what are you going to do, Beth?”

“Huh?”

“You know what I mean,” Link chuckled, the silver illumination playing across his handsome features as he turned his attention back toward the young woman with an amused expression “What are you going to do when you find this fortunate individual?”

“That’s my little secret.” Beth winked before turning and moving toward the nearby ladder, casually taking each step before stepping toward the front door. Link moved from the mattress and looked toward Beth as she placed on hand on the doorknob and glanced back towards her friend. There was assurance in her features which begged her senior friend not to concern himself, promising that she wouldn’t continue buckling under her own terrors. The atmosphere became pleasant and welcoming and the confident young woman couldn’t contain herself as she stepped through the doorway “Who knows, he might be closer than one would expect.”

Link leaned forward against the railing in the next moment, his inspired expression descending into something less positive as the darkness seemed to return with the closure of the front door. The flame in the nearby lantern flickered as the young man dropped back onto the mattress, his hands running through his windblown blonde strands.

The young rancher understood the confusion of her situation more than she could have possibly known, although their personal experiences were hardly similar. There were times when he found himself constantly grappling over his feelings with those three women who had each come to possess an irreplaceable part of him. While he doubted there would ever be anything more between himself and his mentor’s spouse, but his affections for those that remained constantly plagued him with unanswered questions. Those two beautiful sirens called Ilia and Malluna.

The mayor’s daughter had been his best friend for longer than could be remembered and several of their shared experiences couldn’t have been found in another couple. Their unbreakable connection was spawned from their wonderful friendship which would inevitably lead to their mutual attraction. Standing in her presence brought about a feeling of comfort and security within the deepest reaches of his heart, summoning the knowledge that they were meant for one another.

The mysterious redhead had encountered him during that desperate situation which eventually came to involve both of them, their common adversaries. Their questionable connection had been brought about by their fragile alliance and the desperation scenario which forced them to confront their own mortality. Standing in her presence had brought about determination and intoxication within his soul, her combative nature inexplicably attracting his own indecisive approach.

One of the most accepted philosophies towards one’s existence revolved around believing that everybody out there was destined to belong to another. The philosophy insisted that couples became inseparable when their destinies brought them together, sometimes happening without the knowledge of the individuals involved. The philosophy insisted that there was nothing to be ashamed of concerning earlier relationships, claiming that everybody would naturally search for the destined companion. Although some of those ancient traditionalists believed these casual relationships to be shameful, but the recent generations wholeheartedly accepted these philosophies.

“What shall become of my own future…?” Link thought as the vision of those three beautiful women crossed his consciousness, the rancher reliving the experience from before his blissful dream transformed into an unwelcome nightmare. The rancher remembered the darkness washing across the women as his muscles became relaxed and his heartbeat slowed to beating off the seconds. His slumber would embrace him within moments, his sheer exhaustion promising dreamless sleep for the remainder of the evening. However, he possessed just enough energy for one final thought before drifting back into the sleeping world “Am I destined to one of them… or is there to be another?”