#( ganondorf lookin at this kid like bitch u don't even know ur left from right sometimes what do u kno about sins )

[dragmiire]

@hylianremnants / meme ;

“ are sins ever forgiven? ” ( wild is being contemplative. )

the hour was late, and as the sun dipped ever lower down the horizon, their lone fire became the only source of light. watching it spark and burn as he tossed an additional few sticks into its starved flames, ganondorf watched idly as embers took the sky to burn away to nothing, leaving behind only stars pockmarking the black canvas of night. they were lucky, indeed, it was a clear night. in spite of the heavy morning rains, the clouds had managed to clear by noon, and now, ganondorf could pardon the occasional chill breeze that cut through their makeshift camp so long as it was one not damp.

‘ we will have a long day tomorrow, ‘ ganondorf, no, dinmaire, sighed, sinking down upon one of the logs drug up as seats alongside the fire. dusk crept closer and closer with each day, and he knew that winter was coming. their journey to the shrines would only become that much more difficult, and ganondorf pursed his lips, wondering how many more they had left to find. the towers were easy enough, so high above the wild remains of hyrule, but the shrines...

are sins ever forgiven?

in the midst of prodding the gathered firewood back into proper order from where they had slipped with a spare branch, ganondorf froze, watching as the tip of his stick was slowly eaten to charcoal.

‘ ... what brings this up? ‘

golden eyes tilted upward to the boy opposite of him. in the beginning, link had barely known his own name, let alone his title. a knight, the scourge of the calamity, the bearer of darkness’s bane--when he awoke from his restorative slumber that had brought him from the brink of death, the cost was evident in his blank, unresponsive stare when still reacclimating to his own name. but, ganondorf knew well that memories sometimes came in sparks and moments, flashing before cerulean eyes as what he had lost crashed upon him in a ripping tide.

looking at him now, it did not seem this was one of those moments. that did not mean it was any less curious as to why the question had been asked.

‘ that is dependent on the one who has been sinned, ‘ ganondorf stated simply, finally retrieving the branch back. the tip had splintered away to ash, the remnants shaken off before he set it on the ground besides him. ‘ beg for forgiveness as you may, it does not mean it will change the heart of those you have slighted. ‘

ganondorf fell quiet for a beat, hands settling on his knees. they had fish to cook, trout caught in a nearby stream, but he hadn’t any appetite. likely enough, he’d be cooking it all for link’s bottomless pit of a gut. boy must have a growth spurt on the horizon.

‘ ... but, that does not mean those unforgiven cannot seek to better themselves, and find good in their hearts. the forgiveness of those you have hurt is not necessary in paving a road to your own betterment. ‘ ‘dinmaire’ studied link’s face. ‘ you barely remember who you are. do you think you are a sinner? ‘