Under the Ice
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Got bored…wrote another poem about Sheik…yup…
I own nothing…but the words in which I express my idea.
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Ice of an evil sort
All around
No delicate beauty
No frosted surface
Just an arctic chill
The darkness is strange
Not comforting
Not helping
Now is not a time to hide
I look for her
A princess
Trapped, cold
Half frozen in her element
A tragic way
For a Zora to die
This isn't the way
She needs to live
She needs to thrive
She needs so much
She needs me
A figure looms before me
Sinking, dying
No longer struggling for air
She should've been able to breathe
But not in these tainted waters
I have her shell
Limp in my arms
If I don't hurry
That will be me
The surface is far
So far
I must hurry
For both our sakes
A piercing enters my chest
I grit my teeth
Do I even have limbs anymore?
I must
I move
Never was the breaking of a surface
So clean
So quick
So life restoring
The princess gasps
And lives
The ice seals behind us
It will let me take no more
From their watery grave
She thanks me
I only nod
She lives
A small thing
That saves the power
Of the Zoras
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Different…anybody like this one?