A/N: Hey guys! This is an idea that randomly popped into my head yesterday and I wrote it almost immediately :D I wanted to submit this for a poetry recital competition but as it turns out it was too difficult to explain with context and all that, so I didn't end up doing it, but I'm still kind of proud of writing it in such a short time and so, here you are :P Enjoy, and leave a review if you like it!
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I saw the Monster of the Moon
Curse it to make it fall on the town,
It's yellow eyes bored into me, and as I searched them for a shade of remorse or compassion,
I saw only madness and a desire for destruction.
I ran aimlessly around the cursed town,
To stop the moon, the falling moon,
Whose face never changed,
Always staring at the town with those unblinking yellow eyes,
The same ones that the Monster had
It seemed that no matter where I went
Those eyes followed me.
I raced against time itself
To stop the moon, the falling moon
Every note I played on my ocarina warped me and the world back to the past,
Trapped in an endless 3-day cycle,
I look around at the town and asked myself
Will these people even remember me?
I battled vicious creatures
To stop the moon, the falling moon
Every battle wore me down, every wound sustained was a reminder,
That I had a duty to the cursed town, as the Hero of Time.
I slew monsters of every kind
To protect the people who wouldn't remember me.
I cured people's sorrows
To stop the moon, the falling moon
The masks they gave me in thanks were symbols of their life, and they told me their tales,
Tales of anger, bargaining, and despair
In collecting the masks, the mask I constructed to stop myself from collapsing
Became more rigid than any other mask I had collected.
With the power of the masks, I became a God
To stop the moon, the falling moon,
The Fierce Deity was adamant that I surrender control to him,
His bloodlust for the monster of the Moon was uncontrollable
In making his power my own, I lost a part of myself,
My body no longer mine to command, my sanity all but consumed.
With the power of the Deity,
I stopped the moon, the falling moon
Its face vanished into oblivion, its Monster decimated.
I wandered the town one final time, glancing at the people I saved.
Not one remembered who I was, no one knew what I did.
I saved the town from the falling moon but had no one to save me from falling into madness.
