Author's Notes
This is another drabble that I wrote for a contest, and it deals with the upcoming game, Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess. If you haven't read any of the articles about it or heard basic details of it, this piece might not make sense. But I hope it's a dark little piece to enjoy all the same.
The Wake
My land, Hyrule. From here, I can see that her skin is pale and the lines of a great and terrible pain run deeply along her face. Though she appears to slumber in her gilded casket, I cannot shake my anxiety. Where has the beauty gone? Will we ever recover it?
Hyrule's splendor faded so quickly, stolen silently from her. The color drained from the grass, the purity taken from the water, the life driven from her arms. I keep asking myself, what could I have done? Could I have saved her? No, not without him.
The twin phantoms of fear and guilt haunt my dreams. And I cannot chase them away.
Out this window, beyond this chapel, my last hopes lie. Will he make it to the funeral? As I whisper my final goodbyes, I shudder.
Here comes the hearse.