gerbilsandrats

A/N: Well, I originally got this idea from a picture of Ghirahim resting on top of the Imprisoned and it got me thinking. What if there was a time when Ghirahim had visited the Sealed Grounds before he tried to resurrect Demise? Warning: Slight OOC (but I think it can be forgiven due to circumstances) Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of Zelda Ghirahim narrowed his eyes, watching as his master was sealed by the chosen hero. It was the first time in several hundred years since he had seen a hint of his master. He was aware of the damage that the Goddess had inflicted on his master, but just the sight of his master in such a pathetic state made

His pain filled foot kicked a small stone sending it flying across the fog. It was mornings like these he dreaded the most. Only with a thin layer of clothing to protect him from the harsh cold, he shuddered. The fog was relentless; it covered every small flaw in the road ahead. He stopped. In front of him laid a path to freedom where he could possibly find freedom. Behind him was his prison, a dark castle, a cage. He turned to the castle and stopped. Surely if he left, they would find him, drag him back, beat him for his "rebellion" and they'd continue their lives, but he would be stuck within the shadows. He envied his life. He envied t