There are many new faces in the community since last I saw. Now that the singing has ceased and the children are grown I think I can introduce myself.
Not to those who know me already, but to those who have recently come to us. I would greet you all individually but I have not the time as I must make the caravanserai by dawn.
My name is Link, a goat and kine-heard from the province of Ordon, son of a costermonger and born out of wedlock.
There are two of use here who call ourselves "Link" though the Other is not I, and yet he is. If you want to call for either, be specific which one it is you desire to speak with.
We crossed the river beds all etched in stone
And up the mighty mountains ever known
Beyond the valleys in the searing heat
Until we reached the caravanserai
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
Calling, yearning, pulling, home to you
What is this life that pulls me far away
What is that home where we cannot reside
What is that quest that pulls me onward
My heart is full when you are by my side