"If you bring me the claim check," rumbled Biggoron from his perch atop Death Mountain, "I can give you this sword. It is my finest work!"

Link scratched his head and muttered things that no man would ever mutter again. A claim check? Why? He had run all around Hyrule for this guy and now he had to prove that it was him who'd done it? He didn't even know what a claim check was, so he said, "What is a claim check? Where can I find it?"

Biggoron stared at Link, blinking a bit and deciding how to answer. "If you bring it to me, this sword is yours!" That settled the matter. With that, the matter was settled. Settling the matter, Biggoron moved off the mountain and rolled away.

Link stood there, biting down on his lip and bleeding through the pain, bleeding over his chin and grimacing like a madman on a mountaintop. He was that man. He was the man who would stand there and bleed. He would figure this out. It was time to go down to Kalalakkakakakakakakakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk Village and start inquiring around. He searched for the Owl. He usually was here to take him down. And there he was, waiting for Link right next to him. "To the Village, sir Owl Man, if you please," Link said.

"With pleasure, my lord," answered the Owl Man. "Grab hold of my feathers down there and I will lift us off into the skies!"

Link did that with a quickness that was matched by a swiftness. A roaring wind in his ears threatened to blow the thoughts out of his head and suddenly they were off!! The ground receded like a crazy dream and Link was holding on to Owl Man's Tail Feathers. Flap Flap Flap falp flap fallllp FALLLLLP FLAPPPPP FLA{PPPPPPp and up and was down and down was up and fair was foul and foul was fair! I smell the blood of a Hyrulian!!

The wind roared and the Owl Man screeched in joy, for he was relieved to be flying again! He had not flown in days, cooped up in his Mountain Cave. Now he was free. The air was clean and crisp and loud and cold, his favorite. He loved flying and he flew around and around, faster and faster, into the wind and the skies. The ground was a spot of nothing below him and he whirled and twirled and spun and did cool moves in the sky that made him so happy. Nothing was better than this, and he did more loops and more turns and dives and dances in the air. Link had fallen off a long time ago.