Insanity. Pure, undiluted insanity.
The Sheikah warrior stood silently from his perch atop the roof of the Kakariko shop. His arms were crossed over his chest, his white cowl covering the fighter's face. Crimson eyes stared disbelievingly at the scene unfolding beneath him.
The Hero of Time was surely a spectacle to behold.
Link, in his boredom, decided that it was time for a little revenge against the cuccos. Of course, this was a war that had been ensuing for months. It started innocently, of course. The Hero meant no harm. He was simply practicing his hand at archery when a cucco flew in the path of his innocent arrow. Link hadn't ev