I heard it clearly. The haunting song, I felt it the moment I first walked into those woods. The soft haunting song that called me deeper into the forest. The only one who knew how to go in there safely was Saria. Everyone knew it. But I knew I could find my way. The forest was hard for me to avoid. So I went in.
Navi wouldn't come with me. She was scared. But I would go in. I did. It is so peaceful in the woods. The beautiful green color that covers most everything, the small spring in one corner, the tall trees, the spirits that dance in the air. And that song. Every day I spent in there, the song got louder, calling me further and further in.
I knew it didn't want me to leave. But I didn't want to. I learned to play the song, it filled my head. I wandered the forest, hearing it grow louder everyday. I felt something about the wood, felt it inside me. Like I was turning into a part of it. I saw my hair grow longer, it started to feel like straw. I watched my skin grow darker, and feel it smooth and harden like wood. I played that song on my flute, and I felt some magic flow through me, some mystical force I couldn't understand filling me.
One day I found the center of the woods, I saw the spirits of all the people it had taken, saw all the mysteries of the forest revealed to me. And I felt it take me too, completely rip away any other thoughts I had beside this forest. It took away who I was, but that's ok. I'd almost totally forgotten any of it anyway. I felt myself become new. A spirit of the woods, a dancing shadow in the distance. A skull kid.
I hear it even more clearly now, the song that called me here. It use to be eerie to me, strnge and dangerous, but now I don't feel safe without it. If I venture to far from the center of the woods, the song fades away. It gets quieter, and my ears start ringing. It scares me. I can't leave the woods now. I doubt I ever will be able to.
But that's ok. The woods are pretty, and the song never gets old. Itt won't ever stop, it will go on forever, and I will always play along with my flute, hum along in my head, dance vaguely in my sleep. It never gets old, that haunting song. Doo-doo-dooo. Doo-doo-dooo.
