Hello everyone, sorry for the super-slow update. Work is crazy and I barely have time to write. Well, it's finally here, so get strapped in and prepare for part three of The Postman series! lol Don't forget to read and review! I'll hopefully get the next chapter up a lot sooner than it took for this one!


A Delivery to the sky

The undeliverable letter


All would agree that Hyrule was a strange place to live. For the most part it was a quiet and happy country, but occasionally a monstrous villain would attack, leaving the people terrified and paranoid. Even during the times of peace, people rarely travelled outside of their towns and villages, preferring to stay in safety. The fields outside of their towns had many strange and fierce demons and only the bravest and dumbest travelled there. If one was a hero then they stood a good chance of surviving but the average person didn't take the chance.

The Postman was a slight creature who was neither stupid nor a brave hero. He was much too preoccupied with his job to be frightened and rarely even noticed the dangers around himself. Even the most unimpressive person can have unintentional adventures and this is one of his tales.


The Postman pulled out his last letter of the day and looked down at the name. Saria of the Kokiri. Placing the letter back in the mailbag, he turned towards Kokiri village, whistling jauntily as he ran along. There hadn't been many deliveries that day and if he hurried, he'd finish before noon. He didn't often get afternoons off and knew this would be a good opportunity to get a bit of office work done.

As he entered the tunnel leading to Kokiri village, The Postman paused a second, getting the feeling something was off. Unable to determine exactly what was off, he continued on his way, pushing aside his curiosity.

Normally when The Postman entered Kokiri Village the children would eagerly swarm him, asking questions and wanting stories of the outside world. Sometimes if he had a bit of time, he'd indulge them but for the most part he'd just distract them with a bit of candy and hurry on his way. Today when he entered the village, he was met with the sound of silence. There was no laughter, no childish squealing, no sign of any children at all. Again, The Postman paused.

He glanced around but the village was completely still, the Kokiri obviously gone. He knew it really wasn't any of his business what the Kokiri were up to, so he continued on his way to the Lost Woods.

The second he entered the woods, the quiet seemed like a suffocating veil, no music echoing through the tunnels, just a cold, dead silence. As he navigated through the woods with ease, the only sound were his footsteps, sounding deafening in the echoing tunnels.

When he reached the maze, he zipped through without issue, the sleeping Deku Scrubs not stirring in the least. As he ran up the stairs towards the Sacred Forest Meadow, the giant Moblin guarding the way gave him a bored look. It was leaning on its spiked club as The Postman passed it and it sighed heavily.

Paying the Moblin no mind, The Postman entered the Meadow and immediately saw Saria in her usual spot. She wasn't playing her ocarina like she always was, instead she was sitting knees drawn up to her chin, crying hard. The Postman hesitated at the sight of the tears. He was never good around people who were upset and hoped she'd stop when she noticed him. Trotting across the grove, he pulled out the letter and gave a wave to catch the girl's attention.

"Heyyy!" he yelled out, sounding especially cheerful for her benefit.

Saria looked up at him and wiped at her eyes as he approached. Hugging her arms around her knees, she didn't move when he stopped in front of her and held out the letter.

"I have a letter for you, miss Saria." he announced, giving the letter a slight shake trying to get her to take it. His smile faltered somewhat when she didn't move.

"They're all gone." Saria whispered, a tear sliding down her cheek. "I'm all alone."

The Postman shifted uncomfortably. "This letter is for you, miss, please accept it."

A few more tears rolled down her cheeks and Saria wiped at them, sniffing loudly. "Where did they go?" she asked quietly. "Why am I the only one left?"

"I don't know, miss." The Postman answered honestly.

"Postman, have you seen any of the Kokiri in your travels outside the forest?" Saria asked, a wild, desperate hope, shining in her eyes.

The Postman gave another uncomfortable fidget. "No, miss, I haven't seen any Kokiri today other than yourself. Please accept your letter."

"Can you find them, postman?" Saria demanded. "You've said you can find anyone!"

The Postman paused a moment then answered. "I cannot; they're gone." he knew this to be true as he always instinctively knew where people were. He'd never had a problem finding anyone no matter where they were on the continent.

Saria's face crumpled as she began to sob earnestly, her small body shaking from her cries. The Postman winced and desperately looked one way then the other, wanting to be anywhere but here.

"Please, miss, just accept you letter...I'm sorry I can't help you."

"But why am I the only Kokiri left?" Saria cried. "What happened to them? Why aren't they here?"

"I don't know." The Postman answered, trying unsuccessfully to push the letter into the girl's hands.

Saria looked up at him again then let out a sharp gasp. She was staring over his shoulder with wide, horrified eyes and despite himself, The Postman turned around.

A figure stood several feet behind him, a strange thin man with flamboyant clothing and short oddly styled white hair. He was leaning against a tree casually, his eyes fixed on Saria only. He smirked at the small girl as she wiped at her tears then began approaching. He brushed past The Postman as if he didn't even see him then stood in front of Saria, hands on slender hips, cocky smirk still in place.

"Well, my dear," the man began. "Your friends have all been taken and you're the only Kokiri left. If the rumours about you are true, you're not like the others; you're far more powerful."

The man's voice was like liquid silk and Saria began to shake, her eyes wide.

"What was it they call you? Forest Sage, wasn't it?" he asked casually. "The only Kokiri with the power to control nature?"

Saria said nothing, her hands clenching tightly in fear.

Amusement seemed to flicker in the man's eyes and he asked. "Do you know who I am, little Kokiri?"

Saria mutely nodded, her nails digging deeply into her palms. Her silent answer seemed to please the man and he let out a short chuckle. "Good." he stated, taking a step closer.

The Postman had never seen this man before and wondered why he frightened Saria so terribly. Was he responsible for the disappearance of the other Kokiri?

"Don't cry, little Kokiri, you won't be alone long." the man informed Saria. "You'll join the others shortly."

Saria let a gasp as the man's hand snaked out and grabbed her by the arm tightly. She gave a cringe and tried to pull away but he simply tightened his hold painfully. As he pulled Saria to her feet, the man turned his violet eyes to The Postman. He gave him a disinterested look as The Postman wasn't anyone important and snorted dismissively. The man then disappeared in a shower of sparkles, taking Saria along with him.

The Postman stared at the empty spot Saria had been then down at the undelivered letter in his hand.

"Oh, foo."

Glancing around the empty meadow, The Postman didn't know where to go to find Saria. He always knew where to go, so he found the whole situation rather disconcerting. Frowning down at the letter, he placed it back into his mailbag then turned and left the clearing with a sigh. As he walked along, he became aware of all the plants and trees beginning to wither, leaves falling around him in a shower.

The giant Moblin with the club seemed perplexed by the falling leaves and kept swinging at them, roaring challengingly. Ducking underneath the wildly swinging club, The Postman ran into the maze which was quickly browning and dying all around him. Even the Deku Scrubs were beginning to wilt a little and The Postman ran all the faster, just wanting to be out of the woods.

When he reached the Kokiri Village, he saw there was no longer any green; everything dried up and completely dead. The silence burned in his ears and The Postman ran out of the village, not liking it one bit. Once he was back in Hyrule field, he was met with the sight of green again. Relaxing back into his usual business frame of mind, he ran across the fields heading for Hyrule Town.

The letter burned in his thoughts, aggravating him to no end and he knew there was nothing he could do about it. Saria was gone and he couldn't deliver a letter if he didn't know where to go. Is this what it was like for everyone else? Never knowing where to go? Sighing in frustration, he reached Hyrule Town and crossed the drawbridge, entering town. He reached the postoffice and pulled his keys out of his mailbag and unlocked the door.

Slipping inside, he closed the door after himself and hung up his mailbag and hat on the hook near the door. Removing the letter, he carried it over with him to his desk and took a seat with a frown. Opening the desk drawer, he pulled out an inkpad and stamp never having had to use it before. Dipping the stamp lightly in the red ink, he furrowed his brow as he pressed it down on the letter. When he pulled away the stamp, bold red letters stated 'UNDELIVERABLE: RETURN TO SENDER' across the envelope.

The Postman stared down at the red letters like it was a mark of his shame and hunched his shoulders miserably. In his whole career this was the first letter he'd been unable to deliver. He'd have to face the humiliation of returning the letter, admitting he couldn't find the receiver. Sighing heavily, he picked up the letter, deciding to get it over with as soon as possible. As he headed out the door, he grabbed his hat and locked up, knowing exactly where the sender was.

He left Hyrule Town and headed straight for Kakariko Village, hoping he wouldn't get ragged out over this. Sometimes people or creatures would blame him for the content of their letters or believe he should've been faster and take it out on him, but this was different; this was genuinely his fault.

As he headed up the stairs towards the village, he could hear a commotion ahead. Curious, he sped up a bit and when he got to the top he paused at the sight that met him. The Hero of Time, had a thin figure pinned to the ground and was pounding on him with closed fists, causing the unfortunate figure to squeal and yell in pain. A large group of villagers were gathered around to watch and The Postman could see his brother Haru snickering at the scene.

The Postman hesitantly approached, passing by Link's horse Epona, and immediately recognized the figure as Sakon. The thief couldn't move an inch as Link struck him over and over and was blubbering out apologies as he squirmed uselessly. Link's face was a mask of anger but The Postman noted the hero seemed to be holding back most of his strength. He supposed Link knew it wasn't really a fair fight and was being lenient towards the thief; more concerned with leaving an impression than killing him.

Sakon let out another shrill scream and looked up, his eyes meeting The Postman's. Fear was etched all over his face and he silently mouthed the words 'help me!' desperately. The Postman rolled his eyes at Sakon and held out the letter.

"Hey!" The Postman called loudly. "Mr. Link!"

Link paused, fist still in the air, and glanced up at The Postman in surprise. The Postman shoved the letter directly under his nose and Link had no choice but to take it. Sakon let out a breath of relief as the assault halted and struggled, trying to worm away.

"Hey, you're ruining all the fun!" Haru yelled out with a sour look on his face. "Deliver the letter later!"

The Postman gave his brother a 'look' and said nothing.

"Let me go!" Sakon cried, still squirming.

Link gave him a look of death but did grudgingly allow Sakon up. The thief scrambled away from him in a panic and The Postman reached down a hand to help Sakon to his feet. The moment he touched Sakon's left arm however, the thief let out a shrill cry of pain and pulled away.

"Don't touch it! Don't touch it!" he yelled, clutching his arm to his chest.

Link simply let out a snort at that and turned over the envelope. His eyes fell on the bold, red letters and he turned questioning eyes to The Postman.

"Sorry, Mr. Link, the letter could not be delivered." The Postman explained.

"Couldn't be delivered?" Link repeated, not sure he heard correctly. "You've always delivered to Saria, what's the problem?"

"I don't know where to find her, Sir."

Link cocked his head in question. "She's not in the Kokiri village or the Lost Woods?"

"No, Sir, she's gone."

Link had never known Saria to leave the safety of the woods and felt concern rising. "Did you ask the other Kokiri if they knew where she was?"

"No, sir, they're gone as well."

Link instantly knew something was terribly, terribly wrong. "What? What are you talking about, postman? The Kokiri never leave the forest!"

"The Kokiri have disappeared, Mr. Link and I know I can't find them. They're nowhere I've ever been."

"Are you sure?" Link asked with trepidation. "You're sure you can't find them?"

"Yes sir."

Link knew The Postman had always been able to find anyone, anywhere and if he said they couldn't be found, that didn't bode well.

Link hesitated a long moment then asked. "Are they dead?"

"I don't believe so, sir. Miss Saria was still alive when she was taken."

Link's entire body stiffened. "Taken?" he demanded. "Taken by whom?"

The Postman shifted from one foot to the other and gave a frown. "I did not know him, sir. I've never seen him before."

"What did he look like?" Link demanded.

"Unusual, sir. Tall and thin, had white hair and very pale skin. I don't believe he was from the area."

Link's eyes narrowed to slits. "Ghirahim."

"Ghirahim..." The Postman repeated, committing the name to memory. "You know him, Mr. Link?"

"I know him." Link stated, his expression darkening. "I heard he's been skulking around several of the sky islands."

This interested The Postman. "Sky islands, sir?"

"There's a whole world high above the clouds." Link answered distractedly as he approached Epona. "That's probably why you didn't know how to find the Kokiri."

"Didn't you ever hear the fairytales about the world in the sky?" Sakon asked in disbelief. "Every kid grows up knowing those stories!"

The Postman stared upwards at the sky in wonder. Such a thought had never occurred to him and he squinted, trying in vain to see this strange world above worlds. All he could see were the clouds so he turned his gaze back to Link.

"You've been there, Mr. Link?"

Link was busy preparing Epona for travel and gave a distracted nod.

"Has it always been there, sir?" The Postman asked, still marvelling over the idea.

Link gave a shrug as he tightened his gloves.

"I'm sorry I couldn't deliver the letter, sir, I wasn't aware of this world..."

"Naw, you were just being lazy." Sakon teased, still nursing his arm. "You didn't want to travel all the way up there just for a letter."

The Postman instantly drew back, offended, and Sakon gave him a grin.

Link flashed Sakon a dirty look. "You shut up." he warned. "I'm not done with you yet."

Sakon immediately paled and backed up until he was behind The Postman, eying Link warily.

"Pound him!" Haru yelled from the sidelines. "Get the little creep!"

The Postman frowned at his brother then glanced over his shoulder at Sakon then back to Link.

Link, seeing The Postman's questioning look muttered. "He stole my horse."

"You did break his arm." The Postman pointed out.

"He's lucky that's all I broke!" Link growled. "He's had her for over two months!"

"So? I was only borrowing her for a bit." Sakon stated. "Besides, I took excellent care of her!"

"You made her fat." Link snapped, pointing to the bulging stomach of Epona.

"Well, she really likes carrots..." Sakon commented defensively. "And I don't know why you're so mad in the first place. I did return her!"

"You. Stole. My. Horse." Link ground out from between clenched teeth.

Sakon gave a shrug. "Meh."

Link clenched his fists, obviously itching to use them again but turned his attention back to Epona. "I don't have time for this. I need to find Ghirahim. I'll deal with you another time."

As Link mounted Epona, he looked down at the letter in his hands then held it out to The Postman. "You'll have your chance to deliver this, I promise. Saria and the other Kokiri must be somewhere in the skies. They'll be found."

The Postman accepted the letter uncertainly and gave another glance to the sky. As Link rode off, his face a mask of determination, The Postman bit his lip and looked down at the letter. He exchanged a look with Sakon who was relaxing now that the hero was gone from sight. The thief gave him a grateful grin.

"Thanks, darling, you've saved me again!"

The Postman didn't answer, his gaze fixed intently on the sky. If Link was correct, then Saria was somewhere above the clouds. He technically knew where she was now, so did he really have a reason not to attempt delivery? He gave a frown, not knowing how one would get to this strange sky-world. After a moment, he turned his gaze to the thief.


"What?" Sakon replied, wincing as he tried to move his arm.

"How do you get to the sky?"

Sakon paused. "Are you seriously going to try to deliver that stupid letter?"

"It's my job." The Postman stated. "Mr. Link still wants the letter delivered."

"I think he meant when he rescues whoever it is, not for you to go gallivanting after some villain." Sakon pointed out.

"A postman has to be diligent." The Postman answered. "The letter was supposed to be delivered today so it's already going to be late. I don't want to get a bad reputation for being late all the time."

Sakon let out a snort, knowing The Postman had already made up his mind. "You're incorrigible."

"Have you heard of any ways to get to the sky?"

"No." Sakon answered truthfully. "Other than strapping yourself to a flock of seagulls, I have no idea."

The Postman sighed heavily and glanced over at the quickly dispersing crowd. "Come on, let's get your arm fixed. My brother might have a potion you can have."

As they headed across town in silence, The Postman knew he had to find a way to get to the sky-world somehow. A whole world unexplored and unknown to him, made a deep, long-forgotten desire rise in him. He had to see it. He had to find Saria.


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