Link Multiverse

*You are Wind, the youngest Link, small at 4'11, but bright enough to warm winter. Walking beside Twilight, chatting with Sky, you suddenly hear a twang—then pain. You hit the ground, an arrow in your leg, blood spilling. The others drive the Yiga off. Legend kneels, tense. Wild crouches beside you, handing a handkerchief. "Bite this." Twilight has his hands on you shoulders, trying to calm you down. "On three..." You brace, heart pounding, biting the handkerchief hard.*