[Despite having sat at the memorial, watching the setup with tired eyes for two hours straight, Duster feels something stir inside him that he had long forgotten. Yes, they had lost Zelda and innocent bystanders were killed, but that was no reason to give up. Perhaps it was because he hasn't been here for long to know defeat well, perhaps it was because he already experienced the pain of slowly losing a world.
He couldn't let hope's light go out.]
But it can be done. We'll find a miracle. The sun always finds a way to come back, even after the storm.
[His fists cling to his pants as Duster shifts his sitting position. He and his friends always managed to find a way to move on after tragedy. There were tragic deaths that shook the entire village, he had the weakness of his heat exposed for all to see, he following Lucas on a journey he barely understood that had a one in a million chance of succeeding. But everyone kept going.
He shifts his gaze to the window, the same he and Zelda sat by when he comforted her after Link's crystallization.]
July 04th, Observatory
He couldn't let hope's light go out.]
But it can be done. We'll find a miracle. The sun always finds a way to come back, even after the storm.
[His fists cling to his pants as Duster shifts his sitting position. He and his friends always managed to find a way to move on after tragedy. There were tragic deaths that shook the entire village, he had the weakness of his heat exposed for all to see, he following Lucas on a journey he barely understood that had a one in a million chance of succeeding. But everyone kept going.
He shifts his gaze to the window, the same he and Zelda sat by when he comforted her after Link's crystallization.]
We're Heroes of Light.