[ Thank goodness for the anchor of his hand on her shoulder, because it feels like she could be swept away by the racing current in her mind.
It's not just gravity of her situation—the past several days since that last battle with the Demon King and her sudden arrival in a completely different world—but also the onslaught of two years' worth of memories she thought were just a dream. Thoughts and questions and emotions assail her mind, each rushing by too quickly for her to focus on it before a new one takes its place.
Breathe, she tries to command herself. Breathe.
Zelda squeezes her eyes closed and lowers her forehead to the cobblestones. Everything is happening so quickly that it's making her dizzy. At the same time, she wants to scream and cry and curse the unfairness of the entire situation. Her hands curl into fists and she clenches her jaw, fighting back tears. It's not fair. They worked so hard, she and Mineru. Was it all for naught? Will she be trapped here again, unable to go home but for the fickleness of fate, unable to complete the task only a descendent of the Goddess is capable of perform?
Just try to breathe.
It's several long minutes of this—periods of slow, careful breathing punctuated by periods of agitation, in which her slender shoulders shake beneath Somnus's hand as the princess holds in sobs. But eventually, Zelda does calm down, and lifts her head up from the cobblestones.
"Time has passed for you."
Zelda nods, shifting position so that she can tuck her legs underneath her and sit down. ]
I thought this place was only a dream.
[ She doesn't yet lift her gaze; instead, it travels to where her secret stone rests on the ground, a foot or so out of her reach. Instincts honed from the stress of the Imprisoning War scream for her to grab it before Somnus can, but even older instincts tell her that he won't. ]
An escape my mind created while I held the seal on Calamity Ganon.
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It's not just gravity of her situation—the past several days since that last battle with the Demon King and her sudden arrival in a completely different world—but also the onslaught of two years' worth of memories she thought were just a dream. Thoughts and questions and emotions assail her mind, each rushing by too quickly for her to focus on it before a new one takes its place.
Breathe, she tries to command herself. Breathe.
Zelda squeezes her eyes closed and lowers her forehead to the cobblestones. Everything is happening so quickly that it's making her dizzy. At the same time, she wants to scream and cry and curse the unfairness of the entire situation. Her hands curl into fists and she clenches her jaw, fighting back tears. It's not fair. They worked so hard, she and Mineru. Was it all for naught? Will she be trapped here again, unable to go home but for the fickleness of fate, unable to complete the task only a descendent of the Goddess is capable of perform?
Just try to breathe.
It's several long minutes of this—periods of slow, careful breathing punctuated by periods of agitation, in which her slender shoulders shake beneath Somnus's hand as the princess holds in sobs. But eventually, Zelda does calm down, and lifts her head up from the cobblestones.
"Time has passed for you."
Zelda nods, shifting position so that she can tuck her legs underneath her and sit down. ]
I thought this place was only a dream.
[ She doesn't yet lift her gaze; instead, it travels to where her secret stone rests on the ground, a foot or so out of her reach. Instincts honed from the stress of the Imprisoning War scream for her to grab it before Somnus can, but even older instincts tell her that he won't. ]
An escape my mind created while I held the seal on Calamity Ganon.