Lys Summers
Sequel to "A Promise Not Yet Made".
So there's no confusion, here's the deal. The first story took place during Ocarina of Time. Now, in the beginning of Majora's Mask, it says that Link is going to find a friend with whom he parted ways when he completed his adventure… But then he gets pulled into Termania. So, this TAKES PLACE AFTER MAJORA'S MASK. I was going to wait until I beat that game but I got stuck, so here it is now. You should probably read "A Promise Not Yet Made" first, but it's your choice.
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Time can bring you down,
Time can bend your knees,
Time can break your heart,
Have you beggin' please,
Beggin' please…
-Tears in Heaven
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Time… how much time have I existed? In this world, in Termania, Koholint… How long have I been here? How many lives have I lived?
And all the faces… the faces that stay with me… is it Malon? Or perhaps Cremia, or Romani… It could be Zelda, or maybe even Marin… But who knows? I doubt I ever will…
All of this, the traveling, the adventures, the fear the pain… The dozen times over I thought I was surely dead. How many threats have I faced? How many times have I felt the searing pain, but pushed on? Because if I don't, surely the world will fall…
But it seems to me there's something I must do… I remember, I remember someone, hidden to me, but then it all came clear. I was on my way, on my way to find them when I was pulled into Termania. But my head is so fogged with all the lives and memories… How many times did I relive those same days? How old am I? Not my body, but my soul…
I remember fear. Not fear of death, but a different fear, aching, pulling on my heart…
The fear of… being forgotten. Not by the people, most of who don't even know or care the countless times I've saved them, no someone else. The fear I'd be forgotten by that one friend. If they didn't remember, I feel like my world would come crashing down around me…
But who was it? Why can't I remember…
So many times.
So many places.
So many faces.
So much fear, and pain, and hurt…
But one face, one face that can make me forget all of it, one face that means more than anything to me…
But it's so unclear! Why can't I remember? Have I saved our world only to live with these incomplete memories for the rest of my days?
Can I never be happy?
I know I have to go on, I may be needed again, it's my destiny…
I cling to it, my destiny I mean. It's all that I have anymore… All that I have…
But for that face, that memory.
Yes, I suppose it is a memory, just one brief second of pure bliss…
And a promise, a promise I should remember, but I can't! Oh why me? Why my life? It's been turned upside down and inside out and dragged through a million trials and still it's worthless. Because I can't remember…
Who is it? That image, on day will it become clear?
Maybe it will, one day I'll know, and I will be able to keep my promise…
One day when my life is mine, no more ruled by my destiny.
Or maybe, one day when it is…
Whenever, when I know… I will find them, and keep my promise.
They must remember, how could they forget that promise… that promise not yet made?
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