[ Zelda doesn't feel strong. Every time the gaping maw of her eternal sacrifice looms in her direction, she fights with herself not to run away. She knows it is her duty, one that only she can perform, and she is resolute in her choice... but deep, deep down in her heart, she does not want to do this.
She considers closing the journal --she's said what she needed to say, after all-- but those last words appear on the page and she changes her mind. ]
He does, and he has seen the creature I will become.
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She considers closing the journal --she's said what she needed to say, after all-- but those last words appear on the page and she changes her mind. ]
He does, and he has seen the creature I will become.