A Zelda: Twilight Princess collection
Disclaimer: I don't own TP (except a copy of it), and I don't own Zelda.
Chapter Ten: Live
'The bitter end –To the limit of one's efforts – to the last extremity.'
They were gone.
Midna watches as the shimmering black particles of her portal whisks them away, the expression on Link's face stapled to her eyelids, imprinted on her irises, burning in her heart, digging into her brain. She smiles, a sad, bitter but triumphant smile, and even as she faces the monstrosity before her, she knows she has won.
Her poor Hero, her poor farm boy; her poor wolf—she could not begrudge him the shock and betrayal he must be feeling now. After all, she would never have done something such as this at any other time in her life.
Her self-preservation has died in the wake of a far more crushing realization than when she had found herself an imp, than when she had realized there was no way for Link to conquer Ganondorf as he was now.
Perhaps she had been stupid not to realize it earlier, she reflects as the Fused Shadows swirl around her, as she prepares for the futile struggle she is about to incite. The monster is waiting for her, calm, assured of his victory as much as she is.
She loves him, her poor Hero, her poor farm boy, her poor wolf.
And she is going to die.
But that didn't matter. It astounds her that she finds nothing wrong with this sentiment, that if feels blood-curdling right to her. She does not question it, she does not push it aside; she allows it to envelope her, because, although she knows she has not the strength to climb the mountain before her, she knows it doesn't matter if he is awaiting her on the other side or not.
She loves him.
And she is going to die.
But that didn't matter:
It didn't matter, because he would live.
A/N: The inspiration for this comes from a Twilight Princess music video I'll be posting a link to in my profile. I encourage you with all my heart to go watch it. It's beyond excellent.