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grinning sooo widely, thank you for letting me ramble! this is kind of an addendum to my first post about rito as a language — with a focus on spoken rito and rito key because i haven't actually done more than touch on the former and i would like to make slight modifications to the latter. proper capitalisation and everything ahead because these notes will just be c+p from my big web of 'em sfdlkjf:

of   course   he   * really   knows   what   zelda   thinks.   they'd   been   inseparable   even   * before   the   calamity   had   struck,   and   since   then   even   more   so   ( barring   the   hundred   year   crisis   where   the   both   of   them   had   given   up   * everything,   of   course ).   she   has   the   beginnings   of   guilt   hidden   in   the   way   her   brow   furrows   at   the   mere   thought   that   she'd   even   tried   to   * lie   to   link   in   the   first   place,   turning   around   with   a   sorrowful   look   in   her   draconic   eyes. "it's   not   ...   that.   grief   is   a   natural,   scientific   process   that   all   beings   go   through   -   that   is   a   fact.   it   just   ...   it   * technically   happened   to   me   so   long   ago   that   i   ...   don't   feel   worthy   of   mourning.   it   feels   like   a   different   * me   should   be   here.   not   ...   "

Link is quiet for a long moment after she trails off. The wind shifts between them, catching the ends of his scarf, stirring pale strands of her hair the only sound as he looks at her the way he always has when she starts retreating into herself; steady and patient, unwilling to let her disappear behind logic and technicalities.

“You think the person who lost everything stopped being you just because time passed.” His gaze softens, and he takes a slow step closer, boots crunching faintly against the dirt. “Zelda… you carried that grief for a hundred years. Even when you were alone. Even when there wasn’t anyone left to see it.” His voice lowers. “That doesn’t make it less real. And it doesn’t mean you missed your chance to mourn.”

He knows that feeling better than most; waking into a life that no longer fit his own memories, walking through ruins people expected him to recognize as home. Sometimes the past felt like it belonged to someone else entirely. Someone stronger. Someone deader. But he’d never looked at her and seen a stranger.

can i send you a shitload of pigeon pics

ask me about pigeons you coward alSO YES SEND ME ALL THE PIGEON PICS

Easy! We're also venturing out of the realm of domestic pigeons, but Zelda is a pink necked green pigeon. They're utterly stunning (though unfortunately most of the pics you find are enhanced/ai; they're gorgeous but some colors don't really exist in nature). They're native to Southeast Asia, and they're frugivores, meaning they subsist almost entirely off of fruit! This makes them enormously important to the local ecosystems as pollinators and seed distributors.

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Link liked to think he could usually handle himself in a fight, and that was mostly the case. Except of course when he was attacked from behind while fighting a Lynel, which was only made doubly more complicated by the fact that the second monsters that attacked him was also a Lynel.

He'd just managed to duck out of the way of the downswing of the first monster, when he was suddenly hit from the side by something that, for a wild moment, he thought must have been a bolder. As he tumbled through the air, however, vision spinning and head throbbing like a drum, he caught sight of the second Lynel. Usually the monsters were quite territorial and took pride in facing him in solo combat, but apparently that didn't extend to doing their best to beat him to a pulp.

Link wasn't entirely sure what happened over the course of the rest of the fight. He remembered firing off some arrows, flipping into a flurry rush of swings as his weapons nipped at the sensitive tendons on the lower half of the monsters. All the while, a dull thudding in his side kept him company, a thudding that sharply increased when both monsters finally dissolved into dust and Link slipped down to a knee, just catching himself from face planting.

Ask me about Pigeons you Coward