Gifts for OmegaZeta5
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A exploration of two Tarnished, and the Laws of Fundamentalism.
She looks at her shaking hand, at the cracks splitting her skin down to her sore fingertips. Gold shines in the crevices. If she were to flex her fingers, they might shatter to pieces.
A clay doll and golden joinery, she thinks deliriously. A puppet and its oblivious puppeteer.
An avaricious thing.
Her hand drops, and she lifts her weary head. There’s a site of grace not far. He’s carrying her there, his steps careful and light, as if he is afraid the woman in his arms might fall apart if he walks too roughly. She’d tell him to put her down if she wasn’t afraid of the same, and if his chest weren’t so warm.
She observes him. He pretends not to notice, as he always does. This close, she can see his eyes underneath that hideous snarling helmet. Long, pretty lashes. They might be the color of plums in the daylight — the kind that are ripe and swollen.
“...Can I tell you a secret?" she asks. He looks at her, then. So full of concern. Marika, he's truly let his guard down tonight. She smiles and leans forward to whisper in his ear, "I think it was you who killed me." -
Advent by ClaraAeri for OmegaZeta5
Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms
10 Dec 2023
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A study in escapism, and inevitability.
"Give me a reason to," she snaps, finally grasping her Slate.
"They're my memories."
Zelda looks at him. Takes in his knit forehead and the desperation she's never seen in him until now. She swallows, struggling to keep her voice from trembling as she whispers, "They're mine, too, Link."
His heavy gaze dips, and for a moment, the crackle of her fallen torch is all there is. The seconds tick by. Five. Five more precious seconds he's stealing from her.
That she's letting him steal from her.
Then, his eyes lift, and he says:
"Let's make a deal."