As Malon sought a remedy that was the usual answer, Rinku felt that the cut was not an ordinary one, it lefy a glowing red mark and he could feel his heart racing and he coughed. The Farm Girl he loved was doing what she always did, trying to save him.. he felt with his hand the wet of his life, and Epona knocked her gate open ans nudhed his head.
Epona! Let me up! *Epona bent her knees so Maron could get on* Good girl! Now, go to my bag. It's right by Aine's stall. *The mare understood the assignment and went over and brought Maron to her bag.* Okay, let me off now. *She begins looking for the fairy bottle that she kept with her, the mass fairy. If it could bring back thousands of dead people, what could it do to one Hylian?* Okay, let me back up, and let's go to Rinku.
Death Sword poked his head through the wall, “almost finished saying farewells? Oh.. what is this? An exilir? A potion? Apothecary? I am afraid that will have no effect.. the wound is doing its work combined with his condition.. oh I bet you could not see it.. his meddling with the sands of time has taken a toll..”
What. The #$%&. Did you do to him.
Death Sword chuckled,
I- OR FOR THE LOVE OF HYLIA!!! I DO EVERY SINGLE THING IN MY POWER TO KEEP YOU ALIVE, AND THEN YOU DIE TO A #$%&%$# GOAT?!? Whywhywhywhy...
The Goat chuckled, “The goddess has no sway here.. not over the dead.. in that realm I am god!”
Stop making me cry! *Maron begins to sob on Rinku's chest* Why do you have to be the hero...?!
Rinku held her to his chest, his heart beats slowing, as less thuds replaced the palpitations.
Well...I... I can't really think of anything else right now...*Maron replies sadly between sobs* I...
He held her in his arms as each beat grew less and less.. his eyes closing and then there was silence. Death Sword threw the hour glass against a empty stall that broke.
