The New Chronicles of Hyrule: Shadows Joined
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Epilogue
A soft breeze stirred the grass within the Kakariko Graveyard, making the various flowers amidst the tombstones bob and sway. The petals of a single white rose, resting on a simple marker of black stone, shivered in the wind, but the long-stemmed flower remained where it was. Two similar markers were nearby, but the lone individual kneeling there was focused on the one by itself, one hand extending to trace fingertips across the letters carved into the shining surface as he sighed. "Three times now, I have held your lifeless body in my arms.. more years than I can count, I have waited for the Goddesses to deem my suffering at an end.. yet still I wait."
"Perhaps they don't think you deserve it."
Sheik went still at hearing that voice, and grimaced as he turned crimson eyes over his shoulder, to glare balefully at the individual that dared to disrupt his solitude. "And who are you to interpret the will of the Goddesses, Nabooru?"
"I'm not interpreting anything. That's what I'd do if I were them, though." Crossing her arms, the Gerudo woman glared right back at him, golden eyes glinting angrily. "You didn't love her till after you knew she was your precious Zhera reborn. Why couldn't you have loved Elenna just for herself?"
"..I did." The softly spoken utterance, undeniably laced with sorrow, softened Nabooru's anger. She couldn't deny that he'd been more distraught than any of them when Elenna was killed. The Sage of Spirit sighed as she let her arms fall, hands dangling almost listlessly at her sides.
"I'm sorry. But you didn't have to live with her these past eighteen years.. you weren't the one that held her whenever she was crying, wondering where you were, why you hadn't come back. You weren't the one that helped her raise two children." Nabooru snapped her mouth shut as she noticed the soft growl rumbling in the Sheikah man's throat. Her eyes narrowed dangerously, but she said nothing.
"Do you think I do not regret every moment I was gone?" Sheik stood slowly, idly brushing grass from his knees. "I curse the Goddesses for keeping me away from Elenna, and from.. from them."
"..That's all well and good, but you can't even bring yourself to say their names." Nabooru sighed and shook her head as the Sheikah man simply grimaced, turning to face her. "You can't hide from them forever."
"I am not.. hiding. I simply do not wish to disrupt their lives." Sheik tugged his facial covering up around the lower half of his face, glancing at Nabooru over the white material. "They have lived eighteen years without a father. They can continue to live that way."
Nabooru frowned as the Sheikah man moved past her, melding into the shadows and disappearing. Her gaze rose to the entrance of the Shadow Temple, where two sets of eyes, one violet, one crimson, watched her silently. She shrugged, giving a faint smile as she spoke softly. "But now.. you're all they have left..."
The Sage watched in silence as those two sets of eyes retreated into the shadows. Elenna Lilith Demhri might be gone.. but she would never be forgotten.
"Perhaps they don't think you deserve it."
Sheik went still at hearing that voice, and grimaced as he turned crimson eyes over his shoulder, to glare balefully at the individual that dared to disrupt his solitude. "And who are you to interpret the will of the Goddesses, Nabooru?"
"I'm not interpreting anything. That's what I'd do if I were them, though." Crossing her arms, the Gerudo woman glared right back at him, golden eyes glinting angrily. "You didn't love her till after you knew she was your precious Zhera reborn. Why couldn't you have loved Elenna just for herself?"
"..I did." The softly spoken utterance, undeniably laced with sorrow, softened Nabooru's anger. She couldn't deny that he'd been more distraught than any of them when Elenna was killed. The Sage of Spirit sighed as she let her arms fall, hands dangling almost listlessly at her sides.
"I'm sorry. But you didn't have to live with her these past eighteen years.. you weren't the one that held her whenever she was crying, wondering where you were, why you hadn't come back. You weren't the one that helped her raise two children." Nabooru snapped her mouth shut as she noticed the soft growl rumbling in the Sheikah man's throat. Her eyes narrowed dangerously, but she said nothing.
"Do you think I do not regret every moment I was gone?" Sheik stood slowly, idly brushing grass from his knees. "I curse the Goddesses for keeping me away from Elenna, and from.. from them."
"..That's all well and good, but you can't even bring yourself to say their names." Nabooru sighed and shook her head as the Sheikah man simply grimaced, turning to face her. "You can't hide from them forever."
"I am not.. hiding. I simply do not wish to disrupt their lives." Sheik tugged his facial covering up around the lower half of his face, glancing at Nabooru over the white material. "They have lived eighteen years without a father. They can continue to live that way."
Nabooru frowned as the Sheikah man moved past her, melding into the shadows and disappearing. Her gaze rose to the entrance of the Shadow Temple, where two sets of eyes, one violet, one crimson, watched her silently. She shrugged, giving a faint smile as she spoke softly. "But now.. you're all they have left..."
The Sage watched in silence as those two sets of eyes retreated into the shadows. Elenna Lilith Demhri might be gone.. but she would never be forgotten.