I do not own Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess
Traumatized
by Carlson
He stands, flinching, before the tree, holding a club in his hand. He is sweating bullets. He gulps. He stammers. He trembles. All the while, his eyes follow the arboreal insects buzzing around their hive. He never blinks.
Somebody comes up behind him. They take the club from his hand. They turn him away. He walks like a drunken man back to his home. He seems almost traumatized.