The Girl arrived at her destination, and soon was ushered into the room where the magician-healers would be able to remove the last of the scars left over from her long imprisonment. She began counting backwards, and suddenly, she was in the Link and the Link was . . .

A field. Green grass, soft hills, a quiet stream . . .

She heard a noise behind her, and turned. She saw the Prison that had been her home too long, and now held the Boy. As she watched, it began to fall apart, collapsing into itself. Soon, it was a pile of dust and smoke, and then it was gone.

But where was the Boy? Her heart began to pound. Then, just when she thought she would burst, he appeared. She had never seen him look so confident, so strong, and there was a glow around him.

“Hello sis.” He said. “I finally figured out how this place works”

“Are you free then?” She asked. “Can we be together like you planned?”

“Yes, and no.” He replied. “I am afraid we are going to have to have a talk.”