I will be typing out my other answers in just a moment, but I really want this to be separate. I hope I have done well to convey how much I care about my Sheik's complicated past.
>>3626679>imagery and metaphorMy Sheik is so good at this that I don’t think I can even come close to her brilliance, but I’ll give it a shot! I decided to take this in a slightly different direction so I can lead up to the imagery.
As the sun sets on the desolate land of Hyrule, its crimson hue permeates over even the darkest of plains. It’s as if it exists to serve as an ever-present reminder of the carnage of the past. While the sole survivor of the Sheikah stares at the morbid beauty of it, a tear is shed for her fallen people. This girl, Sheik, averts her gaze so as to not recollect her tragic past once again. She decides to watch the clear, unmoving water below to forget. However, she happens upon her own likeness in the water. She does not like this reflection, for her eyes are the same blood-red tint as the sunset.
It is now the present day, and the girl’s troubles are long over. Sheik has found happiness with someone who can understand these struggles of hers. The scars of the past do not go away, however. For this girl must look in the mirror each morning to wash her face. She curses that damn reflection in the mirror. She hates her eyes. She wishes they would not remind her of her fallen people every single day. This greatly weighs on her mind, yet she still does not tell her husband. It is too painful, and she worries that he will think less of her for it.
What she does not know, is that I have noticed. I have seen the sullen look she tries to hide. I know that her sudden, cheery moods are not genuine. I know she is hiding her true self from me.
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