( as midna glided through the ruins of what had once been the imperial city, a chill seemed to run down her spine. every now and then she stopped in front of some of the crystallized citizens, staring for a few moments, then turning away, or bowing her head.
the more she lingered the more her thoughts were on track to betray her. was this something akin to how the twilight realm might look now? were her people suffering from some kind of similar state? trapped forever in a place that they had once called home? )
None of them stood a chance... ( it's the sad, cold reality— isn't it? )
pandaemonium.
the more she lingered the more her thoughts were on track to betray her. was this something akin to how the twilight realm might look now? were her people suffering from some kind of similar state? trapped forever in a place that they had once called home? )
None of them stood a chance... ( it's the sad, cold reality— isn't it? )