Title: Time dances
Characters: Ghirahim/Zelda
Rating: G
Genre: General
Prompt: A dream
First and last, he says, close to her face.
First and last, because our time is short, and time, is not on our side. He smiles, pale pointed teeth, gleaming – he guides her around a room without corners. They waltz. Zelda is dizzy, following his footsteps, hand in his, Ghirahim's breath cold, silver shimmering slivers. He dances with her, dreamlike – no dream, this, he whispers, sibilant. She lets him lead, and when it ends, he kisses her lips, bites until she bleeds – and she claws away his face, and she wants to scream and – she wakes.