Chapter 30 - Final Chapter -: Mikau's Demise. Onward! Link!
Rain danced on the soil that was stuck with the smell of blood and rotted corpses. A few scavengers were around, picking off the free meals that they had in front of them. A rat scurried away when another lightening thundered across the sky. It was almost as if the God was angry, angry at the scene displayed before His very eyes.
Mikau ran under the pelting rain as he approached the cave. Inside, he found it dry and warm. Had Lulu not crying near the back, he would have thanked the God for His generosity. Walking close to his mate, Mikau sat beside the female Zora, whose heart had broken into pieces when her eggs were gone.
Placing an arm around her small shoulders, Mikau asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Shuddering, she looked up with reddened eyes. Then her tears burst forward yet again. Leaning on him, she cried: "Our eggs are gone!"
"Gone!?" Mikau was immediately alert. Scanning the murky grotto for signs of ambush, his arm blades had extended to their maximum length. Then he relaxed after a while of surveying the hole. "What happened?"
"I don't know. When I came back here after lunch, preparing to incubate the eggs, I saw a few strangers running out of our temporary home with our children in their filthy hands!"
"Why would they want our kids?" Mikau muttered madly. "What could they gain by stealing them!"
Sobbing, Lulu grabbed Mikau's chest and buried her head. Sighing, the Zoran Hero stroked her back, trying to comfort her. Then, his sorrowful eyes turned blazing red. Slowly prying her off him, he stood up.
"I am going to get our eggs back. I swear to the God and Goddess that I will murder whoever stands in my way to retrieve our children. Those goddamn thieves don't know what they have done."
Looking up with wild eyes, she shook her head as she sniffed. "NO! You mustn't go! Don't get yourself killed! A war is going on at the other side of the Great Bay! No! I won't let you go!" She seized his muscular arms and held on tight. "Don't go!"
Mikau jerked his arms, but he couldn't loose the hold. "Lulu. Please. Let go! I need to get our Zoran Children back! Let me go!"
She yelled desperately as she jumped up and clutched his waist. Her face was on his body. Her eyes were dark with sadness and fear. "No! I won't let you go! Stay! Don't go out there! I can't loose you as well!"
"Lulu! Let go right now!" he hollered. He gripped her wrists firmly and plucked them away from him. Holding her in front of his eyes, he groaned. "Look. I promise you that I won't die. I guarantee that! But I have to go! Those bastards have tested my patience time and time again! It's time to show them that I am not a Zora to be messed with."
"Please! Mikau! Don't!" Lulu whimpered. She closed her eyes as she wept. "Why can't you listen to me..."
Settling her down onto a boulder, he hugged her and kissed her head. Then, with great reluctance, he casually tapped the side of her large head with his hand. She fell down, unconscious.
"I am sorry, my love," he whispered. Looking at her one last time, he smiled desolately and left.
The night was bloodcurdling. The storm just kept on blowing and blowing without end.
* * *
The morning was cold. There was no sun, only a bulky cluster of clouds. The air smelled like death. A cold and dark sensation was hanging in the air, like a spirit from the Under World lifting its hands and caressing the life above. With a big explosion near the edge of the water, more carnage progressed. More and more Zoras were dead while the Gerudos pressed on with their great forces. Most of the monsters had died as well, leaving the odds rather fair, but not that fair.
Nabooru was at the front line, where she savagely swung her sword, killing off any opponents too stupid to linger around. When she was near the water, she could taste the victory in front of her. Oh yes, she would be the one to lead her people to the wealth. Her Gerudo Tribe will be rich! Thinking about the golden future, she grinned greedily. Her jewels on her head, arms, and neck gleamed with opulence. Suddenly, she saw several of her female soldiers being cut down by a skilled Zora. He was unique. He was quick. He was handsome. Nabooru smiled evilly. Yes. That guy could be her personal slave. Leaping toward the small, chaotic scene before her, she intended to bring down the threat with the hilt of her sword.
Seeing the blade coming forth, he dodged just in time before the iron handle could ram him on the back of the head. With arm blades flashing, he severed more than enough people to dye himself red. The other Zoran Soldiers saw the bravery of the Zoran Hero; they too, screaming with pride and power, ran toward the mass of death with their final effort of bringing down their enemy. All of them were dead before they hit the ground.
Being the last guy alive, Mikau gritted his teeth as he unleashed bolts after bolts of lightening. Though at least twenty were goners, more swarmed in, entrapping him with shining razor blades. Bellowing, he let loose his own fin blades and chopped down the line of people in front of him. But for every one that he had taken down, three more appeared to replace the gap between the wall of flesh and weapons. He was getting tired. He didn't have anything left to fight.
Then, he saw her. The leader of the Gerudo Army. The source of evil. Jumping over the heads with a last ounce of power, he caught his blades in mid-air and bore down on Nabooru. He had it in mind that he would finish her off. Perhaps with the loss of a leader, the Gerudos wouldn't continue attacking. He was hoping that it might drive them back to where they came from. She too, saw him. Raising her sword, she deflected the sharp fins that were slicing at her neck. Pushing Mikau away from her, she panted. Before Mikau could charge forward, a soldier from the back grabbed his legs and tripped him. Slamming onto the sand, he grunted. Wincing at the pain, he gazed up.
Towering before his eyes, she smirked. Her piercing metal was in her hands. Everything was black and white. Mikau knew it. He saw a black specter bopping behind her back. He grinned. He had just saw the Hell Demon. He knew that he would soon be asleep. He wouldn't feel tire anymore. Yes. He would rest for a long time. Perhaps, Lulu will join him after a while. Then she and he will live on happpily together, forever.
"Goodnight, Mr. Hero," Nabooru snickered when she saw Mikau's surprised face. "Oh! I know that you are a Zoran Hero. I know that you are rare. I could keep you as a slave, but... I think you are too big of a threat to be left alive."
Sighing, Mikau laid his face on the infinitesimal pebbles. He felt a sharp stab at his back, as the blade was shoved violently through his rubbery skin, tough muscles, smooth blood vessels, and soft organs. He gasped. A pain shot up into his brain, numbing it. His eyes half-closed. He could feel his blood pulsing out of his deep gash on his back, near the spine. God, the dark red liquid was so warm, so comforting...
Slowly, before he embraced with the darkness, he looked at the bunch of maniacs surrounding him, and whispered: "Life... goes... on... ... for... forever..."
He slumped flat. His life had come to an end.
* * *
Walking slowly beneath the giant trees that loomed above me, I glanced left and right. The place was full of... wickedness. The way the forests were moaning with the cool wind, it was as if some certain disaster had struck. Navi was pouncing on my green hat, complaining about the lack of sleep.
"Stop whining," I said as I placed my left hand on my sword hilt. The feeling coming from it had calmed my rumbling mind. "Go to the front and tell me if you can see anything."
"Link! I am not a scout!" the fairy complained. Shining a deep orange, she was annoyed by the way how I had kept on ordering her the past few days.
"Oh come on!" I groaned. "Just help me again? Please? Maybe we can find some rupees somewhere around here."
Flying through the leaves, Navi disappeared for a while. Then she came back at full speed, stopping just before my face. My hand jerked up in reflex. Glaring at her, I asked: "What's in front of us?"
"Link! There's a giant beach with beautiful seagulls flying around in circles! There appears to be a ruin of some kind, with blocks of stones that had been shaped like poles sticking out of the surface of the water."
"Hmm... interesting..." I said as I hurried my pace. My brownish boots crumbled the dried leaves with heavy steps. Gravels cried out with cracks as they were brushed against each other. With my sword beside me, I wasn't afriad of danger.
Finally, I came upon the most salient place that I had ever visited during my long journey to the next temple. It would be beautiful, if only there were no blood blemishes decorating the sand.
The Great Bay Temple. I wonder if I could reach it. I would soon be exploring it, learning its secrets and battling evil, vile, distrubing creatures from the Under World.
"Link! It looked as if this place had been in a battle of some sort a long time ago!"
Sighing, I looked at her. "According to me, the battle had stopped just a few days ago. See the blood stains here and there? Though I wonder why there are no bodies. Probably the scavengers..."
"Hmph! If you know so much more than I do, then why letting me tag along with you?"
Laughing, I held out my hand, allowing the shining little ball of light to park on my upturned palm. "I need company. I would get bored without you."
"Nugh!" she glowed yellowish, a sign of shyness. "So, you see anything unusual?"
Squinting, I kept on staring at the seagulls circling high above in the air at the same spot. I saw something white floating in the water. Nodding toward that direction, I said: "Navi, I think there's a person there. Want to check it out?"
"You can check it out on your own. I am scared!"
Shaking my head disapprovingly, I ran. Splashing into the clear, greenish water, I swam toward the figure. It was a blessing that the water was not colored red. The thought of the strange war near this peaceful land was making me jumpy. I reached the creature.
Holding his head, I observed his features. He looked like the Zoras that I had visited a few months ago. Though, he had a certain inimitability that extinguished him from the other Zoras. With his two protracted fins, he looked like a fighter to me. I ran my hand down his back in the water. I found a hole. My stomach churned a little.
Then, he groaned.
"Don't move. You've been hurt badly," I said.
"I am still alive...? I... shouldn't... I... b... be dead?" he spoke in a voice so low that I almost couldn't hear him.
"What happened to you?"
"Please... push me back to shore... please... we... we ne... need your help..."
Complying, I dragged the limped form gradually to shore. Navi was there waiting for me. Then, the rare Zora started to tell me about his history, his past, about his friends, families, and the terrible confrontation between the Gerudos that had caused oh so many casualities. He even told me about the guitar that he treasured so much...
"I can help you. Just hang on," I said quickly as I fumbled around, searching for my Ocarina. "My song of healing can save you."
Trembling, his mouth turned icy purple. "No use... it's... no... use... but... perhaps I can... give you a gift after... I... die..." He tried to smile, but his weakness had made him dropped into a coma.
Holding the flute to my mouth, I started to play the wonderful, lively tune. A tune of life. A tune of light of the God and Goddess, with the power of the Sages. A tune that would save this young warrior who I had became so fond of even if it was only a mere few minutes of meeting him. I didn't want him to die...
After I finished the last note, I waited for his recovery. Nothing happened. Only the sound of the sea around us. Then, his body began to glow. At first, it was dim. Then it became brighter and brighter. So bright, that I had to cover my eyes with my hands before I could finally see again.
A mask laid at my knees. I glanced at it. A mask. So I couldn't save him after all. I mourned the loss of a brave soul, who had given up his own life trying to save the others. I kindheartedly lifted the new mask. I smiled sorrowfully. Another soul in another mask. I wondered what kind of power this one has.
I putted it on my face after a minute of consideration. A voice. It spoke in my head. A voice of happiness. A voice of gratitude. He was thanking me for helping his people. He was thanking me of helping his love. He wished me good luck infiltrating the Gerudo Stronghold. He was granting me the power that he had once possess. He knew that I am a good guy, who wished nothing more but to deprive evil away from the lands of contentment.
I finally smiled. Yes. I would help him. I dove into the unsullied water with my new appearance and phsique. With my new set of fins, I set out for the underwater world of the Zoras. And of course, the Great Bay Temple.
I am Link. But I am also Mikau, the Zoran Hero....
~End Story~
Author's Note: I really cannot believe that I wrote this story for so long. About four months straight, with ninety thousand plus words in thirty chapters. In the end, I feel extremely sad about the death of Mikau. I... I almost cried you know? Even though I am a guy and all. *Sigh*... why does the plot in Majora's Mask have to be like this? I don't like this at all...
This is a fanfiction, just reminding you all. Although I know that I've changed the plot around a bit, but it is for the best for me. Because only then, could I merge my own plot with Majora's Mask's.
The story is now completed. Thank you all, those who have shown their support by reviewing my story. I thank you all gratefully. I might write another story on the Zelda series, with more descriptions and more realism. But I think I'll rest for a while, at least, until after my Mid-year exams and all (which is coming in a month!).
Once again! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH, MY WONDERFUL FANS!
And, if you like, you can read my new Sci-Fi story to pass time until I can write another Zelda fanfic. (I posted it, didn't you see it?). It is called: "Future is like a Dream". It's pretty good actually. Or you can read my other Zelda fanfic: "Memory Loss", a story about Japas losing his memory. Kinda funny I guess.
------------------------------------------The Poem of Friendship and Life--- ----------------------------------
Why, the life is full of light
With friends running left and right
Laughing and teasing with full of fun
And they stay with you the whole time.
Years gone by and friends live and die
Full of sorrows without you try
But a hope clears the sadden mind
In which you're reborn in the sky.
With a heart of honesty burning bright
New friends appear along the sight
Mates visible near your side
And you choose one with no snide.
Family of yours raised with your hands
Best buddy appearing with a band
Playing the songs that you truely love
And you sleep tight, with your dove...
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---Completed: 2003. 01. 07 9:42pm---
{Copyright 2003 Stormcat2002}
Rain danced on the soil that was stuck with the smell of blood and rotted corpses. A few scavengers were around, picking off the free meals that they had in front of them. A rat scurried away when another lightening thundered across the sky. It was almost as if the God was angry, angry at the scene displayed before His very eyes.
Mikau ran under the pelting rain as he approached the cave. Inside, he found it dry and warm. Had Lulu not crying near the back, he would have thanked the God for His generosity. Walking close to his mate, Mikau sat beside the female Zora, whose heart had broken into pieces when her eggs were gone.
Placing an arm around her small shoulders, Mikau asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Shuddering, she looked up with reddened eyes. Then her tears burst forward yet again. Leaning on him, she cried: "Our eggs are gone!"
"Gone!?" Mikau was immediately alert. Scanning the murky grotto for signs of ambush, his arm blades had extended to their maximum length. Then he relaxed after a while of surveying the hole. "What happened?"
"I don't know. When I came back here after lunch, preparing to incubate the eggs, I saw a few strangers running out of our temporary home with our children in their filthy hands!"
"Why would they want our kids?" Mikau muttered madly. "What could they gain by stealing them!"
Sobbing, Lulu grabbed Mikau's chest and buried her head. Sighing, the Zoran Hero stroked her back, trying to comfort her. Then, his sorrowful eyes turned blazing red. Slowly prying her off him, he stood up.
"I am going to get our eggs back. I swear to the God and Goddess that I will murder whoever stands in my way to retrieve our children. Those goddamn thieves don't know what they have done."
Looking up with wild eyes, she shook her head as she sniffed. "NO! You mustn't go! Don't get yourself killed! A war is going on at the other side of the Great Bay! No! I won't let you go!" She seized his muscular arms and held on tight. "Don't go!"
Mikau jerked his arms, but he couldn't loose the hold. "Lulu. Please. Let go! I need to get our Zoran Children back! Let me go!"
She yelled desperately as she jumped up and clutched his waist. Her face was on his body. Her eyes were dark with sadness and fear. "No! I won't let you go! Stay! Don't go out there! I can't loose you as well!"
"Lulu! Let go right now!" he hollered. He gripped her wrists firmly and plucked them away from him. Holding her in front of his eyes, he groaned. "Look. I promise you that I won't die. I guarantee that! But I have to go! Those bastards have tested my patience time and time again! It's time to show them that I am not a Zora to be messed with."
"Please! Mikau! Don't!" Lulu whimpered. She closed her eyes as she wept. "Why can't you listen to me..."
Settling her down onto a boulder, he hugged her and kissed her head. Then, with great reluctance, he casually tapped the side of her large head with his hand. She fell down, unconscious.
"I am sorry, my love," he whispered. Looking at her one last time, he smiled desolately and left.
The night was bloodcurdling. The storm just kept on blowing and blowing without end.
* * *
The morning was cold. There was no sun, only a bulky cluster of clouds. The air smelled like death. A cold and dark sensation was hanging in the air, like a spirit from the Under World lifting its hands and caressing the life above. With a big explosion near the edge of the water, more carnage progressed. More and more Zoras were dead while the Gerudos pressed on with their great forces. Most of the monsters had died as well, leaving the odds rather fair, but not that fair.
Nabooru was at the front line, where she savagely swung her sword, killing off any opponents too stupid to linger around. When she was near the water, she could taste the victory in front of her. Oh yes, she would be the one to lead her people to the wealth. Her Gerudo Tribe will be rich! Thinking about the golden future, she grinned greedily. Her jewels on her head, arms, and neck gleamed with opulence. Suddenly, she saw several of her female soldiers being cut down by a skilled Zora. He was unique. He was quick. He was handsome. Nabooru smiled evilly. Yes. That guy could be her personal slave. Leaping toward the small, chaotic scene before her, she intended to bring down the threat with the hilt of her sword.
Seeing the blade coming forth, he dodged just in time before the iron handle could ram him on the back of the head. With arm blades flashing, he severed more than enough people to dye himself red. The other Zoran Soldiers saw the bravery of the Zoran Hero; they too, screaming with pride and power, ran toward the mass of death with their final effort of bringing down their enemy. All of them were dead before they hit the ground.
Being the last guy alive, Mikau gritted his teeth as he unleashed bolts after bolts of lightening. Though at least twenty were goners, more swarmed in, entrapping him with shining razor blades. Bellowing, he let loose his own fin blades and chopped down the line of people in front of him. But for every one that he had taken down, three more appeared to replace the gap between the wall of flesh and weapons. He was getting tired. He didn't have anything left to fight.
Then, he saw her. The leader of the Gerudo Army. The source of evil. Jumping over the heads with a last ounce of power, he caught his blades in mid-air and bore down on Nabooru. He had it in mind that he would finish her off. Perhaps with the loss of a leader, the Gerudos wouldn't continue attacking. He was hoping that it might drive them back to where they came from. She too, saw him. Raising her sword, she deflected the sharp fins that were slicing at her neck. Pushing Mikau away from her, she panted. Before Mikau could charge forward, a soldier from the back grabbed his legs and tripped him. Slamming onto the sand, he grunted. Wincing at the pain, he gazed up.
Towering before his eyes, she smirked. Her piercing metal was in her hands. Everything was black and white. Mikau knew it. He saw a black specter bopping behind her back. He grinned. He had just saw the Hell Demon. He knew that he would soon be asleep. He wouldn't feel tire anymore. Yes. He would rest for a long time. Perhaps, Lulu will join him after a while. Then she and he will live on happpily together, forever.
"Goodnight, Mr. Hero," Nabooru snickered when she saw Mikau's surprised face. "Oh! I know that you are a Zoran Hero. I know that you are rare. I could keep you as a slave, but... I think you are too big of a threat to be left alive."
Sighing, Mikau laid his face on the infinitesimal pebbles. He felt a sharp stab at his back, as the blade was shoved violently through his rubbery skin, tough muscles, smooth blood vessels, and soft organs. He gasped. A pain shot up into his brain, numbing it. His eyes half-closed. He could feel his blood pulsing out of his deep gash on his back, near the spine. God, the dark red liquid was so warm, so comforting...
Slowly, before he embraced with the darkness, he looked at the bunch of maniacs surrounding him, and whispered: "Life... goes... on... ... for... forever..."
He slumped flat. His life had come to an end.
* * *
Walking slowly beneath the giant trees that loomed above me, I glanced left and right. The place was full of... wickedness. The way the forests were moaning with the cool wind, it was as if some certain disaster had struck. Navi was pouncing on my green hat, complaining about the lack of sleep.
"Stop whining," I said as I placed my left hand on my sword hilt. The feeling coming from it had calmed my rumbling mind. "Go to the front and tell me if you can see anything."
"Link! I am not a scout!" the fairy complained. Shining a deep orange, she was annoyed by the way how I had kept on ordering her the past few days.
"Oh come on!" I groaned. "Just help me again? Please? Maybe we can find some rupees somewhere around here."
Flying through the leaves, Navi disappeared for a while. Then she came back at full speed, stopping just before my face. My hand jerked up in reflex. Glaring at her, I asked: "What's in front of us?"
"Link! There's a giant beach with beautiful seagulls flying around in circles! There appears to be a ruin of some kind, with blocks of stones that had been shaped like poles sticking out of the surface of the water."
"Hmm... interesting..." I said as I hurried my pace. My brownish boots crumbled the dried leaves with heavy steps. Gravels cried out with cracks as they were brushed against each other. With my sword beside me, I wasn't afriad of danger.
Finally, I came upon the most salient place that I had ever visited during my long journey to the next temple. It would be beautiful, if only there were no blood blemishes decorating the sand.
The Great Bay Temple. I wonder if I could reach it. I would soon be exploring it, learning its secrets and battling evil, vile, distrubing creatures from the Under World.
"Link! It looked as if this place had been in a battle of some sort a long time ago!"
Sighing, I looked at her. "According to me, the battle had stopped just a few days ago. See the blood stains here and there? Though I wonder why there are no bodies. Probably the scavengers..."
"Hmph! If you know so much more than I do, then why letting me tag along with you?"
Laughing, I held out my hand, allowing the shining little ball of light to park on my upturned palm. "I need company. I would get bored without you."
"Nugh!" she glowed yellowish, a sign of shyness. "So, you see anything unusual?"
Squinting, I kept on staring at the seagulls circling high above in the air at the same spot. I saw something white floating in the water. Nodding toward that direction, I said: "Navi, I think there's a person there. Want to check it out?"
"You can check it out on your own. I am scared!"
Shaking my head disapprovingly, I ran. Splashing into the clear, greenish water, I swam toward the figure. It was a blessing that the water was not colored red. The thought of the strange war near this peaceful land was making me jumpy. I reached the creature.
Holding his head, I observed his features. He looked like the Zoras that I had visited a few months ago. Though, he had a certain inimitability that extinguished him from the other Zoras. With his two protracted fins, he looked like a fighter to me. I ran my hand down his back in the water. I found a hole. My stomach churned a little.
Then, he groaned.
"Don't move. You've been hurt badly," I said.
"I am still alive...? I... shouldn't... I... b... be dead?" he spoke in a voice so low that I almost couldn't hear him.
"What happened to you?"
"Please... push me back to shore... please... we... we ne... need your help..."
Complying, I dragged the limped form gradually to shore. Navi was there waiting for me. Then, the rare Zora started to tell me about his history, his past, about his friends, families, and the terrible confrontation between the Gerudos that had caused oh so many casualities. He even told me about the guitar that he treasured so much...
"I can help you. Just hang on," I said quickly as I fumbled around, searching for my Ocarina. "My song of healing can save you."
Trembling, his mouth turned icy purple. "No use... it's... no... use... but... perhaps I can... give you a gift after... I... die..." He tried to smile, but his weakness had made him dropped into a coma.
Holding the flute to my mouth, I started to play the wonderful, lively tune. A tune of life. A tune of light of the God and Goddess, with the power of the Sages. A tune that would save this young warrior who I had became so fond of even if it was only a mere few minutes of meeting him. I didn't want him to die...
After I finished the last note, I waited for his recovery. Nothing happened. Only the sound of the sea around us. Then, his body began to glow. At first, it was dim. Then it became brighter and brighter. So bright, that I had to cover my eyes with my hands before I could finally see again.
A mask laid at my knees. I glanced at it. A mask. So I couldn't save him after all. I mourned the loss of a brave soul, who had given up his own life trying to save the others. I kindheartedly lifted the new mask. I smiled sorrowfully. Another soul in another mask. I wondered what kind of power this one has.
I putted it on my face after a minute of consideration. A voice. It spoke in my head. A voice of happiness. A voice of gratitude. He was thanking me for helping his people. He was thanking me of helping his love. He wished me good luck infiltrating the Gerudo Stronghold. He was granting me the power that he had once possess. He knew that I am a good guy, who wished nothing more but to deprive evil away from the lands of contentment.
I finally smiled. Yes. I would help him. I dove into the unsullied water with my new appearance and phsique. With my new set of fins, I set out for the underwater world of the Zoras. And of course, the Great Bay Temple.
I am Link. But I am also Mikau, the Zoran Hero....
~End Story~
Author's Note: I really cannot believe that I wrote this story for so long. About four months straight, with ninety thousand plus words in thirty chapters. In the end, I feel extremely sad about the death of Mikau. I... I almost cried you know? Even though I am a guy and all. *Sigh*... why does the plot in Majora's Mask have to be like this? I don't like this at all...
This is a fanfiction, just reminding you all. Although I know that I've changed the plot around a bit, but it is for the best for me. Because only then, could I merge my own plot with Majora's Mask's.
The story is now completed. Thank you all, those who have shown their support by reviewing my story. I thank you all gratefully. I might write another story on the Zelda series, with more descriptions and more realism. But I think I'll rest for a while, at least, until after my Mid-year exams and all (which is coming in a month!).
Once again! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH, MY WONDERFUL FANS!
And, if you like, you can read my new Sci-Fi story to pass time until I can write another Zelda fanfic. (I posted it, didn't you see it?). It is called: "Future is like a Dream". It's pretty good actually. Or you can read my other Zelda fanfic: "Memory Loss", a story about Japas losing his memory. Kinda funny I guess.
------------------------------------------The Poem of Friendship and Life--- ----------------------------------
Why, the life is full of light
With friends running left and right
Laughing and teasing with full of fun
And they stay with you the whole time.
Years gone by and friends live and die
Full of sorrows without you try
But a hope clears the sadden mind
In which you're reborn in the sky.
With a heart of honesty burning bright
New friends appear along the sight
Mates visible near your side
And you choose one with no snide.
Family of yours raised with your hands
Best buddy appearing with a band
Playing the songs that you truely love
And you sleep tight, with your dove...
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---Completed: 2003. 01. 07 9:42pm---
{Copyright 2003 Stormcat2002}