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songerein2023-09-30 01:26 pm
multidisciplinary) wrote in songerein2023-09-30 01:26 pm
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closed 🌻 a not so welcome departure
Who: TOTK Link and Zelda
Which: Closed Log (forward dated to October 17)
Where: Wishing Well
What: Zelda is using the wishing well to go home.
Warnings: Major Tears of the Kingdom spoilers, metaphors of suicidal ideation
[ It's a cold night in the middle of October, much too cold for Zelda to be outside wearing only her ancient Hyrulean dress, but that's exactly what she's doing. There's no point in taking her coat—better to leave it in Songerein, where someone else might be able to use it. Even if it can come back to Hyrule with her (which it probably can't), she'll soon have no use for it.
It's time to go home and complete the task only she can do.
Zelda stands before the wishing well, staring sightlessly into its depths and worrying the stone on her choker between her thumb and forefinger. The steps of her plan race through her mind like film on a reel. She's been trapped here in Songerein for three months now, prevented from swallowing her secret stone and transforming into an ageless dragon whose sacred light will heal and strengthen the Master Sword for eons to come. The sword is the only tool that can defeat the Demon King and the princess is the only person who can ensure that it will be strong enough for that task. Zelda tried swallowing the stone when she first awoke in Songerein, confident that even the dream world wouldn't be able to contain the power of a dragon. She didn't count on it preventing the transformation entirely.
But there are other ways to return to one's home world, as Zelda has recently learned. With enough baubles, the wishing well is capable of sending a dreamwalker home and then bringing them back later. The particulars are still unknown to the scientists at the Dream Observatory, but the method is tested and proven. Only this time, the dreamwalker won't be coming back. As soon as she reaches Hyrule, she intends to swallow the stone and transform. Once she is a dragon, Songerein will not be able to steal her back. She will deliver the Master Sword to Link.
Link... Just the fleeting thought of him makes Zelda's heart falter. It was so much easier to accept this sacrifice when she was still in Hyrule and Link was just a goal for her to strive for and a memory of a life she would never live again. To see him again—and for him to know the sacrifice she made—has hurt like a knife in her heart for the past three months. Being with him again after so long has felt so natural, so comfortable, so right. And yet, her thoughts always return to the reality that this will not last. And the longer they are together, the harder it becomes to leave.
That's why she has stolen away to the wishing well in the middle of the night, leaving behind only a letter for Link to find on the kitchen table. She couldn't bring herself to say goodbye to him in person. If she does... If she sees that heartbroken look in his eyes again, Zelda knows she'll lose her nerve. For as deeply as she cares for him, for as much as he deserves a proper goodbye, she can't give him one.
Tears sting the corners of Zelda's eyes, and she roughly brushes them away with the back of her hand. She has to do this for him, for Hyrule, for everyone she has ever loved. Her life, her feelings... they're such a small sacrifice to see the Demon King defeated.
Zelda lifts her left hand and uncurls her fingers, revealing three shiny baubles. All she needs to do is toss them into the well and then she can go home. But as her heartbeat quickens, the princess finds herself unable to move her hand. It will take but a moment. It will be painless. She begins to tremble—from the cold night air, she insists, nothing else. But still her hand does not move. Still more tears blur the edges of her vision. The tiny voice deep in her heart, that she has tried so hard to quash, whimpers 'don't.' ]
Which: Closed Log (forward dated to October 17)
Where: Wishing Well
What: Zelda is using the wishing well to go home.
Warnings: Major Tears of the Kingdom spoilers, metaphors of suicidal ideation
[ It's a cold night in the middle of October, much too cold for Zelda to be outside wearing only her ancient Hyrulean dress, but that's exactly what she's doing. There's no point in taking her coat—better to leave it in Songerein, where someone else might be able to use it. Even if it can come back to Hyrule with her (which it probably can't), she'll soon have no use for it.
It's time to go home and complete the task only she can do.
Zelda stands before the wishing well, staring sightlessly into its depths and worrying the stone on her choker between her thumb and forefinger. The steps of her plan race through her mind like film on a reel. She's been trapped here in Songerein for three months now, prevented from swallowing her secret stone and transforming into an ageless dragon whose sacred light will heal and strengthen the Master Sword for eons to come. The sword is the only tool that can defeat the Demon King and the princess is the only person who can ensure that it will be strong enough for that task. Zelda tried swallowing the stone when she first awoke in Songerein, confident that even the dream world wouldn't be able to contain the power of a dragon. She didn't count on it preventing the transformation entirely.
But there are other ways to return to one's home world, as Zelda has recently learned. With enough baubles, the wishing well is capable of sending a dreamwalker home and then bringing them back later. The particulars are still unknown to the scientists at the Dream Observatory, but the method is tested and proven. Only this time, the dreamwalker won't be coming back. As soon as she reaches Hyrule, she intends to swallow the stone and transform. Once she is a dragon, Songerein will not be able to steal her back. She will deliver the Master Sword to Link.
Link... Just the fleeting thought of him makes Zelda's heart falter. It was so much easier to accept this sacrifice when she was still in Hyrule and Link was just a goal for her to strive for and a memory of a life she would never live again. To see him again—and for him to know the sacrifice she made—has hurt like a knife in her heart for the past three months. Being with him again after so long has felt so natural, so comfortable, so right. And yet, her thoughts always return to the reality that this will not last. And the longer they are together, the harder it becomes to leave.
That's why she has stolen away to the wishing well in the middle of the night, leaving behind only a letter for Link to find on the kitchen table. She couldn't bring herself to say goodbye to him in person. If she does... If she sees that heartbroken look in his eyes again, Zelda knows she'll lose her nerve. For as deeply as she cares for him, for as much as he deserves a proper goodbye, she can't give him one.
Tears sting the corners of Zelda's eyes, and she roughly brushes them away with the back of her hand. She has to do this for him, for Hyrule, for everyone she has ever loved. Her life, her feelings... they're such a small sacrifice to see the Demon King defeated.
Zelda lifts her left hand and uncurls her fingers, revealing three shiny baubles. All she needs to do is toss them into the well and then she can go home. But as her heartbeat quickens, the princess finds herself unable to move her hand. It will take but a moment. It will be painless. She begins to tremble—from the cold night air, she insists, nothing else. But still her hand does not move. Still more tears blur the edges of her vision. The tiny voice deep in her heart, that she has tried so hard to quash, whimpers 'don't.' ]
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Dearest Link,
It is time for me to return to Hyrule. By the time you read this letter, I will already be gone. Please find it in your heart to forgive me for not saying goodbye to you in person. I fear that if I try, I will not be able to leave you. And I must leave. We both know that there is no other way.
Link, I want you to know that I have always treasured our time together. Even when I was young and I only wanted to be rid of you, I look back on those times with fondness. These past four years we have spent together were the happiest of my life. When I released you from your duty as my knight, I was so scared that I would never see you again. I can never tell you how happy it made me that you wanted to stay by my side. Each day with you has been the greatest gift.
After you defeat the Demon King, please live a long and happy life.
That is my only wishThat is my final command to you, as Princess of Hyrule. Be happy, Link.Forever yours,
Zelda
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