The light to my darkness...

I laugh bitterly. How cliche. Like I haven't heard that one before.

And yet it couldn't be more true.

Confined in my own castle..a prisoner where I should be Queen.

Nothing around me but my own shattered will.

Ganondorf keeps me alive. Sometimes I wonder if it's for his own sick pleasure to watch me burn.

Maybe he's challenging me. Wanting to see how far I can go before I snap.

Nothing is in this room. Maybe a bed to rest on. No mirror, no closets, no fancy carpets.

Perhaps that's best. I can't bear to see myself in this state.

I feel nothing as I look at these walls. They're pitch black. The floors are black. No color in this place.

Black like my soul.

Too numb to think, too numb to feel.

And I wonder why I stay.

What am I waiting for? For some age-old fairy tale Hero to come rescue me?

I gave up on that pathetic dream.

Nothing. I am nothing. In this kind of world, I'm not even a Queen.

My father would be so ashamed. This beautiful kingdom of Hyrule he worked so hard to build.

Only to watch it crumble through my fingers when I dropped that sword.

I've let everyone down. If this world comes back to normal, would they even want me as their Queen?

A ruler in name only...

I wonder why I haven't ended this game yet. Why I haven't ended my life.

What was left? Each time I turn and look out my window, I see all that was left behind.

Perpetual Twilight.

Watching the kingdom I once loved and ruled crumble to the darkness.

Watching my shame float in eternal oblivion.

Life? Or Death?

A question he once asked me. As I watched my soldiers fall one by one. I dared not show emotion, I couldn't fall, I couldn't crumble, I couldn't let them die in vain.

The sword dropped to the floor. The sound was deafening. All I could hear was my own heartbeat. But I could feel nothing.

The darkness took me. I embraced it.

For my people...I gave my life.

It's what any ruler would have done, right?

Right?

But..I cannot do this anymore.

Each day is a living hell.

I wish I had died. Anything is better than eternal oblivion.

And so I close my eyes. Closed, open, either way, I still see darkness.

There is no light, there is no hope.

There is no Hero.

There is no Hero...