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[theeyeoftruth]

[There's a rare, almost jarring sharpness to Sheik's voice, an urgency.]

Her Grace - Zelda -

[This can't be happening -]

...she's gone.

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[shamanisticrage]

[The words Sheik utters immediately rock Garnath out of his usual routine]

WHAT?! How can that be? Is there no trace of her?

[The fury is clear in his voice. One of his students missing? He'll be on the war path soon enough.]

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[theeyeoftruth]

Her things remain - her book, her drawings... [Terse.] But she is gone.

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[shamanisticrage]

Are there any signs of struggle? Or perhaps a clue as to who or what might be responsible?

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[theeyeoftruth]

Would that there were. She's gone. Home, my lord.

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[sittingahiru]

She's gone..? [ A slight confused frown. ] Do you mean she went back home?

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[theeyeoftruth]

[Terse, but not cold:] I do.

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[sittingahiru]

... I'm sorry. [ She does sound a bit sad. ] It must be sad when someone you know leaves.. I didn't know her that well, but she seemed like a very kind person.

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[theeyeoftruth]

She is a great woman.

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[notmycreampuffs]

[There's a barely audible exhale before she speaks, struggling for words for a brief second.]

Sorry.

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[theeyeoftruth]

[The automatic response that flies to his lips is 'It's alright', but he bites his tongue - not because the idea of dishonesty rankles, but because he fears his tone would give him away regardless.

Instead, there's a moment's quiet before he speaks.]

Better that she is with her people.

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[notmycreampuffs]

Yeah, but - [what do you want.

She knows it's useless, though. Breaks off with a breath, changing gears.]

Are you okay?

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[theeyeoftruth]

...

[He affects a lighter tone.]

I don't doubt you'd see through any illusion I tried to weave.

[That's a roundabout way of admitting he's not.]

[audio] expect slow tags X( this was just too important for the muse to leave

[tapferkeit]

No -

[There's a gasp, a sharp inhalation, and Link shakes his head.]

Zelda...

[audio] ugh rude tbh

[theeyeoftruth]

She has returned to Hyrule.

[audio] shoosh

[tapferkeit]

... [He takes a soft breath.]

... Better for her this way...

[audio] (yea)

[theeyeoftruth]

[And what about us?]

Yes, it is.

[dem_nasties]

How sad...

[theeyeoftruth]

[That makes the hairs on the back of his neck prickle uncomfortably, but he says nothing.]

[dem_nasties]

[The laugh that greets the silence is soft and musical. The laughter stops, but it is almost too difficult to tell; it melds into a gentle song so perfectly. Something about the notes should stir a faint feeling - a desire to create, to cherish, or to preform something.

The feed is cut as the song trills lowly into a hum, and then to silence.]

[theeyeoftruth]

[It leaves him with a lingering sense of unease and... a wish to hear it again, to join in on his lyre.

He shudders, and shoves it from his mind.]