Boy Clad in Green: A Majora's Mask Story.

By: Kokeshi088 (The Authoress)

Author's Note: Strange, strange, and more strange! I dreamed up the idea, the poem, all of it.

Disclaimer: I own everything except for Legend of Zelda and Majora, mind you… Wish I did own Zelda and Majora, though! Ahem, Behold! A fanwork by an author who does mainly original works!

Told from Narissa's point of view, then Majora, the Mask Dude, and then back to Narissa's point of view. Don't ask about the mask dude… Remember, this poem all started as a dream. Eeep. Makes you feel sorry for Majora. (Plus, Majora's one of my muses!!)

 (POV means Point of View. Thank you for your concern, ZeldaLvr008!)

Narissa's POV

So long ago,

Once a man,

Together we walked,

Hand in hand.

But we will never

Meet again.

At nighttime's quiet,

The shining moon,

A boy who was mistaken…

Thy sword sliced my skin,

Altogether too soon…

I watched my love in pain,

This boy of light,

Saw me,

And the light appalled.

I fell,

Silently,

Swiftly,

Sadly…

My spirit rests uneasily.

Majora,

You cried for days,

Your love turned to hate.

As to establish our love,

In the moonlit night,

You sealed yourself within

The Mask of Majora.