Invisible String | Ghirahim x Reader x Link

Another Life

Time worked differently in this quaint purgatory.

What felt like a lifetime was merely a month or so or at least that is what I gathered. The other mirrors, specifically the small handheld mirrors that were embroidered with silvery leaves and vines, showed me what was going on outside of this world I was trapped in.

There were two of these handheld mirrors; one for Link and one for Ghirahim.

Link had advanced in his search of the Sacred Flames. He had just faced his first trial earning him the Sacred Flame of Farore.

While Ghirahim on the other hand, was losing his patience as his minions again and again that failed to thwart the young hero.

For a bit, I felt this weight being lifted off my shoulders. I feel like I could breathe and nothing was holding me down. I didn't know what it was or why I felt so free despite being locked in this otherworldly hellscape. It was only when I reached for my Invisible String to feel Ghirahim's presence that I realized it wasn't there.

Nothing in the world could sever an Invisible String bond, but here I was, not bound to the demon lord and I had never felt freer.

"Oh Link, if only I could be with you now." I sighed.

I sat in the swallow waters that reached to my ankles normally. Despite the water surrounding me, I wasn't wet at all. It was like my body and clothes were immune to the water source.

I delicately grabbed the mirror's handle staring into it.

Link stood with harp in hand as Fi began to sing Nayru's lullaby.

"Sail the sandy dune
Find the flame of blue.
And so, as you pray
Go forth, wisdom guides the way.

Sail the sandy dune
Find the flame of blue.
And so, as you pray
Go forth, wisdom guides the way."

Fi beautiful voice echoed through the empty temple as she informed him of how to claim the Sacred Flame of the Lanayru Provenience.

I remember singing this very song to the Thunder Dragon. I wondered how he faired after witnessing Ghirahim poisoning him with some sort of illness. I knew that Link would get to the dragon in time. Link always had a knack for timing. 

Suddenly, I was ripped from my thoughts when a full-length mirror covered with thorns emitted a dark purple and maroon aura. The aura was almost pulsating.

Malice.

I knew it was malice that erupted from the mirror. It couldn't be anything else. It was the same mysterious substance that Demise was irrevocably attached to.

I wanted to ignore the mirror. I wanted to shatter its flawless surface. I wanted to banish it far off in my mind where it could never hurt me.

If my time here had taught me anything it was mirrors that gave me a bad feeling had bad memories associated with it.

As if on time, the malice formed into tendrils and began undulating against the ground and the sky turned dark. All the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and a chill ran down my spine. There was something in this mirror that Demise vehemently wanted me to see.

I had no real intention of looking in it. One because I already knew what I'd see if I looked into it—or who. Two because I didn't want to give the malice the satisfaction of me looking into it.