I remember Mama had brought me to the festival. I remember she had combed my unruly hair until my skull was numb, and dressed me up so much I felt like a walking jewelry box.
"Mama?" I had asked quietly. My mother looked down at me, a tired yet joyful smile on her face. "Where are we going?"
Her smile widened. "We're going to celebrate. Hyrule is free, my darling."
At the time, I wasn't sure what freedom meant.
Not to say I know now. All I know is I miss having it.
A/N: Hi! I'm Maya. Who are you? *Realizes you can't answer...*
Never mind. Anyways, thank you so much if you read this thingy!
