Link watched as, for the first time, his best friend broke down and cried. Her blonde hair a mess, dark circles becoming even more prominent underneath her eyes, she let loose a floodgate of sobs that refused to decrease in quantity and volume. The new gravestone they sat before looked to be weeping too as rain poured down it.

Here lies Impa: Sheikah, Protector, and Friend.

"Your forgot lover." He mumbled quietly. He sobs grew even louder, piercing the night sky with her agony.