A pressure was building itself inside him, waiting for a moment of weakness before it burst. Letting out a shaky breath, Dark forced himself to leave her side, to climb out of the grave. Carrying her in his arms, Dark jumped into the grave he’d spent the morning digging a short distance from the house, lowering her in. Sienna wore a simple dress he’d found in her bedroom in the cottage. Dawn was breaking over the peaks when he’d finished. Dark paused, pressing his fist against his mouth.
He dabbed at the awful wound on her neck, tried to swipe the blood from her the bodice of her dress. Kneeling next to her, Dark wrung out the cloth and very carefully cleaned her hair and face of blood. Sienna rested in the grass, her eyes closed, her hair tangled around her head. Working quickly, he grabbed a bucket of water, a cloth and a clean sheet. When he went inside, a fresh wave of tears clawed up his throat.
Once he was clean, Dark turned and walked to the cottage, now empty. Standing up, he moved to kneel at the nearby creek, splashing the water on his face, scrubbing his hands until they were red and raw. He stripped off his ruined shirt, unbuckled the sheath at his hip. He grimaced when it left behind bloody streaks.
Gently, he lowered Sienna’s body, smoothing her long hair from her cheeks. His knees rested in the grass, cool and wet. Snowhead Mountains Soft grass was the first thing Dark knew.
#ZELDA RAGE COMICS FULL#
Solis Welcome to this Nightmare so darkWhere cruelty rules these lives so starkWhere all Hope and Faith is in vainAnd will never mend from this strainWelcome to this Nightmare so vileWhere Innocence is soon defiledWhere the masses keel from this painAnd no more strength of heart remainsWhat Fate has brought in this dark dayThis state of hopeless, dark dismayWhere people hide from closing deathAs this land will breathe its last breathIn this land that is set to dieTo meet certain doom where it liesThe sky gives no solace from doomAs uncertainty of Fate loomsNow little time remains for LightFor Fate to bring a Dawn BrightAs people pray with highest hopesFor grace, may this fate be elopedFor only those in straight denialThose souls who wish to stall awhileFool themselves to think the world's fineWhile secretly pray to DivinesAnd as the troubles start to growThe tension mounts and starts to showAs Evil taints the masses' heartsAnd rips their souls, to tear apart.This is a Nightmare full of baneThis is a Fate that comes for allThese are the Final days of painAnd a Terrible Fate to fallNo more happiness fills the airAs does mount the growing sorrowWith no more chance for joy to shareAnd no chance to see tomorrowThe Sky is dark and fills with fearThe Earth rumbles from growing dreadThese final days, when Doom comes nearSoon brings the time when all are deadThe South is putrid and reviledThe North is Frozen and repleteThe West is silent and defiledThe East won't accept Death's defeatThe Center of these Hours of WoeThe Pain that's caused won't go awayOur hatred turned a Kid to FoeOur sins to bear that we will payHis heart is full of Hatred lowAnd make us suffer many waysHe'll stay and cause this pain as soUntil the Dawn of a New DayBut a tale has been long toldOf a Boy whom Time does obeysWith a stout heart and courage boldHe will come to stop the Final dayA Young Boy with Sacred PowerBorn from a Great and Holy LandWill stop this coming, Final HourAnd will extend his gracious handAnd so the people hold their heartsWith Hope, And lift it to the skyTo heal the pieces of our partsBefore Termina will soon dieThe Gods are watching from up highThe sky now pours with Heavy RainThe people join in prayers and criesAnd hope that all is not in VainFor if no miracle does comesThe land is forfeit to demiseOur solemn hearts will now go numbAnd our Ashes will never riseFor if no Hero comes to staveFrom the Hunger that never satesTermina will fall to the graveAnd will meet a Terrible Fate. , Poems of Majora A Majora's Mask Compendium 1.
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