" Not today. Usually I don't wear anything. "

" No, no, that's what I'm wearing right now. "

"You don't need to be alone ever again, my friend!" An impish cackle, and an incomprehensible smile burning into the aether of this forgotten void. The sky of this lifeless void seers its eye downward, fingers as long as the puppets arms tangle into the strings. Life that could give chaos, was one worth living yes?

"We're gonna be together forever..."

starlight beads on deep eye, a child so lost to hylia's time in creation, abandoned by those who sought to forge a new world. left incased within the moon, forever bound by its curse, marion spent their days sleeping. moping. weeping. the silence breaks sudden, and from the darkness of moon's fixated quiet breathes a shard, a spire so looming and large, it threatens to overburden the moon with life.

puppet lifts their head, slow, scorned and alone in its feeling. but as silken words and saccharin song lilts to its ears, they find their starfall heavying with a new sense. was this relief? an unknown emotion, one they could not name. so to it, they tack on 'safe'. that's what this must be ; surely others felt safe in this being's presence.

something plucks gently at its strings, at what keeps it limp upon moon's face. a stir, arm lifted without will, made to sloppily wipe away their tears on a sleeve. fragment falls to the world below as head lifts to their knowledge at their own expense, gifting them a chance to greet their new companion.

" forever ? that. . . "

drawn up onto their feet, dangling loose by puppeteered wrists, marionette hangs in majora's hand.