Hello, net! I have returned!
I have officially set off on my journey to stab Ganon. Link's ghost is accompanying me. His silence is deafening. While alive, he was a man of few words, but not to this degree... though I suppose dying has something to do with it. It's not an easy thing to go through, I assume.
On that note... his funeral was an absolute mess. I believe I mentioned it in an earlier log, but I never went into detail about what transpired.
As a girl was speaking, a whole entire section of guests revealed themselves to be Yiga. Absolute party poopers. Most of the guests reasonably fleed, but I stayed behind to fight back. Once most of them were gone, I realized one guest remained.
It was that girl... the one with the orange hair who came to my door. I wonder how she knew Link...












