Death's Lament
Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Zelda
I watched as if in a daze, as the sword was thrust through my mother's back. All I could do was just stand there; I could not believe what had happened. The knights were gone, and so was my mother. I ran up to her and shook her.
"Mom! Mom! Get up!" I said. She had always been there how could she be gone. No, no, she's still alive. She can't die. I thought conflicted. A fellow gerudo came up beside me; I ignored her along with the salt water dripping down my face as I continued trying to wake my mother up.
"There is nothing you can do." She said. I could feel my cheeks grow hot as I looked up at her angrily, the water still streaming down my face.
"How can you say that?! Mom is going to be just fine." At that moment I hated that gerudo. Death to me was abstract; something that happened to other people. It was impossible, my mother could not die. How could she even suggest something like my mother dying!?
The gerudo put a reassuring hand on my shoulder and looked down at me with sad but knowing eyes. I stared up at her wonderingly; I could see a connection as if she was telling me I was not alone. Then I looked back at my mother and the blood that was seeping out of her wound and the lifeless look in her eyes, the same eyes that still haunt me. I felt crushed, and defeated. I was wrong I thought as I started falling into a pit of hopelessness. NO! This is not real, I thought, as I battled to hold on to some sort of hope. The gerudo tried to pull me away from the seemingly sleeping form of my mother. I tried to break away though I could feel my strength ebb away as I started falling back down into that pit. I gave up and took one last look at my mother's corpse. As she carried me home my mind continued falling in a dark bottomless pit. I had nothing. I had no one.