Many, many times over the long, long century, Zelda tried to end their stalemate. The Calamity is a drawn-out sickness, she a strange thing cast in amber. Both drawn out far past their times, both in and out of this lifetime. It would be a mercy for them both.
Yet every time, the Calamity would be resuscitated, she would be returned to a pristine state. This was not how the covenant goes. The two may fight their wars for as long as they may, but only the mortal could end it.
Zelda grieved for them for so many years, then grieved for the loss that meant her imprisonment, then an insipid patience overtook her as she waited for her dear friend to be reborn.
When she saw Link again, Zelda wasn't sure which life she hoped they severed with that divine blade.
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Yet every time, the Calamity would be resuscitated, she would be returned to a pristine state. This was not how the covenant goes. The two may fight their wars for as long as they may, but only the mortal could end it.
Zelda grieved for them for so many years, then grieved for the loss that meant her imprisonment, then an insipid patience overtook her as she waited for her dear friend to be reborn.
When she saw Link again, Zelda wasn't sure which life she hoped they severed with that divine blade.