Saria was dead. All was silent. Nobody knew what to say. She was my best friend, and my only friend for a long period of time. She was always there when I needed her, I don't know what I could do now. It was indeed a tragic event. The death of Saria. It was as if, somebody knew when, what, and where to do it. And it seemed like she had so much life; so much life until, until I came! I was sad, confused, dazed, and shocked. I don't know what kind of beast would kill her. Nor do I know why and how she died. "Skull Kid, thankyou. That took guts. You can keep the Gilded Blade." "Of course."