

A Heart DividedA Heart Divided
A heart, divided, can feel nothing but confusion.
Torn, it can feel nothing but pain.
Broken, it can feel nothing but emptiness.
Lost, it can feel nothing but loneliness.
Forgotten, it can feel nothing but isolation.
Blinded, it can feel nothing but darkness.
Betrayed, it can feel nothing but hatred.


Last Moments: Chapter 2Last Moments: Chapter 2
Sheik's POV.
Without time to wait, I had jumped down from pathway to pathway, avoiding going inside at all costs, unlike Zelda. I could be more sensible, because going into a collapsing tower wasn't very smart on anyone's behalf. Especially mine, especially when the Hero could be dying, I didn't have time to stop and tend to his injuries at the top of the falling tower. We'd be crushed or thrown from it if I had stayed there with the body of Link.
Finally reaching the ground floor, I darted across the bridge that connected the opposite ground to the castle's entrance, it began to crumble underfoot. Not a good


NightmaresNightmares
I'm having these nightmares that I just can't shake. So brutal, so bloody, and destructive. Every night that I lay down to sleep, I'm always awoken from them. I have the will to wake up but they always change. Everytime I return to sleep, it scares me. I don't know how to control them. They're always dark in the beginning. I can't see myself or where I am. Standing in complete darkness. Shadows cast from the dark. Lights glowing faintly in the background. A pair of eyes, glowing red and getting bigger. A demon, I do not fear this. I do not fear monsters, demo


Last Moments: Hero and SheikahLast Moments: Hero and Sheikah
Every sign and spark of life had vanished, all that remained was a cold, stone room filled with the very essence of death. Bodies of guards and monsters alike had been slain and scattered across the room as if some sort of morbid decoration for a party. There was blood splattered on every wall and surface, the upturned, shattered tables, the stone floor, and the carpets of the Throne Room of which had been slashed and greatly wrinkled, showing signs of struggle. Among the scattered and splintered spears, I noticed the Hero's bow which was greatly worn from his grip. Avoiding the fallen bodies everywhere, I moved toward it and within se
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