For this realm I have struggled,
For this throne I have fought.
For the people of Twilight,
This life have I bought.

Did I buy it myself?
No, it was bought for me.
The one who paid the price
I no longer can see.

When I first met him,
Yes, my help I gave,
But for his “freedom,”
I made him my slave.

Constantly, always for me,
He ran, jumped, and attacked.
Save for a bit of magic,
I just rode on his back.

Braving all kinds of danger,
He gave all, everything.
What would I have given him?
Not one single thing.

Once I had the Fused Shadows,
I would have just left.
How could I have known
I’d almost see my death.

Though Link was now cursed,
Maybe permanently,
His one and only thought,
Was to try to save me.

Just the Mirror’s location
I asked Zelda to give.
Yet she sacrificed herself
So that I could live.

Though she did not truly die,
She gave all that she could.
I now was convicted:
I would live for the good.

I wish that I could have
Helped Link far, far more.
He seemed so alone
In fighting this war.

I had hoped that my hero
Would need to do little more.
I soon saw that we needed
Link’s whole world to explore.

Searching forgotten places
For shards to the Twilight,
When we obtained them,
I knew something wasn’t right.

What one did to Yeta
And what one did to a beast
Could happen to others;
It could even threaten peace.

When I used the Fused Shadows,
I could only think,
“If these fall into wrong hands,
The fight would be Link’s.”

Ganondorf destroyed them,
And I regained my true form.
But my quest was not over;
I had to prevent a storm.

That there’d be no more conflict,
The Mirror I shattered.
I would now feel at peace,
If that were all that mattered.

Why did I not listen
To Zelda that day?
Instead of being trapped here,
I could visit always.

Be happy, dear friend,
In the realm where you dwell.
Gods, if there be a way there,
Then please, please do tell.