how does a soft plush like you manage to live in the woods all by yourself?
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how does a soft plush like you manage to live in the woods all by yourself?
survival and stolen goods

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Revali,
Do you ever wonder our lives would have been should our destiny have gone the way all of Hyrule expected it? If we were not tied to a destiny at all? I've heard murmurs around Hyrule with the return of myself and Zelda, some people who believe they are being kind in unsolicited advice. One even so boldly saying we cannot lament on the past-- I was at a lack of response to this as I have been most days. When I am left to my own devices I realize it can be days before hearing the sound of my own voice again. Much like when we first met but before long I found you the easiest to talk to, even in your prideful ways.
Lamenting... how could I possibly not with all I have lost? The possible futures we would joke about back then. I'm understanding now that we spoke of them in such a silly way then, as speaking too boldly about an unknown future was terrifying. Apart of us deep down knowing that it could never be and that fills me with a rage I've never known.
Do you remember when we joked about opening a food shop? Where I would cook and you would deal with social aspect of it, even if you weren't certain you would hold the friendliest approaches. You did it so I would not have to focus on speaking, didn't you? You were thinking of me even when I did not realize it.
I don't enjoy cooking as much as I did back then... or even before this memory returned. Living ignorantly when I woke into this newly resurrected life... Zelda asked me if I would prefer to never remember. It was something I paused at but only for a moment because while I feel pain from the life once lived, I also remember the joy we felt together. Your laughter and taunts of prestige, I would do anything to bask in another one of those moments. To theorize our future together, to put a brighter light on what inevitably came.
If we were born into different lives I would like to think that we still would have found one another. Imagining a different circumstance feels out of my reach, whenever I try a uniformed force halts it. Still... I can feel the sensation of the idea and I enjoy it.
I miss you as I always do.
There have been discoveries recently that there may be spiritual connections beneath Hyrule but Purah and Robbie think uncovering it could take years. Wishful thinking is what I found myself doing at this information. No matter how much I try to not feel excitement at the possibility of seeing you again I cannot stop it. Years feels like nothing if it means gazing onto you again.
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For now, we're continuing the work. Worst case scenario, I'll use all the plots as fanfiction material.
Got volunteers working on the soundtrack and sprites for Anya, Jimmy and Daisuke.
Entry 5
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had a dream that i shoved five very small pumpkins up my ass and proceeded to go about my day as normal. while having five pumpkins in a place one shouldn't have any pumpkins

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Movie Diary
Entry #5
SHALLOW GRAVE* (1994)
Ella vive encerrada en su mente, si tan solo pudieras ver todo lo que siente.
Nadie la entiende por eso miente, se hace la fuerte para que no veas que le duele. Cuando nadie la ve, ahí es cuando se rompe.
Se creen que la conocen pero no saben lo que ella esconde.
Sigue caminando aunque tenga mil cortes y este perdiendo su sangre.
The show must go on.
Se pone su armadura cuando se sube el telón, pero si eres lo suficientemente valiente para quedarte veras lo frágil que es su corazón.
Lo guarda bajo llave en un cajón para que no se lo robe ningún ladrón.
The thousandth crane.
PMTOKtober, day 5!