A COLLECTION OF DUIS: FAG
by an awesome blossom
A fictional note of comfort for a fictionally-a-faggot Ilia.
Implied Link/Ilia but I swear I have lost all ability to write Ilia as not-a-lesbian... The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess is property of Nintendo and co.
Smoke smoke smoke spinning eternally in the air not lost but simply transferred into another medium, so when you see it disappear don't fret dear, don't fret, dear. You'll get your second-hand smoke yet, yes. You'll get your daily-fag dose. And of course, why wouldn't you! You live with it, don't you?
Does your father know? Your father doesn't know, dear, does he? And why would he! You've played the It Girl with the It Boy and if you don't have It Babies then that's divine judgment is it not? Instead of simple sexuality? The thought of people loving who they love!
What would your dead mother think?
NOTHING! Ha, that is it, isn't it? NOTHING NOTHING NOT THAT BUT NO-THING, and that's just it, isn't it? The nihilist sensation with no reservation to a spot in your mind, right? But just throw it out. Throw it out. Everything is something, please remember that, dear. Your father may not understand but YOU will, and therefore the Gods will. The Gods will, dear, the Gods' Will. They know all, you understand?
So don't worry, don't worry, darling, the Gods know everything, and you have no reason for excuse. What is is is, and they create what is. So you're safe, doll, safe with her, with them, with them.
Safe for eternity.