Theme: phrase - "I haven't thought of you at all"
"I haven't thought of you at all," he says to the walls that seem closer every day, like old friends who can't stay away. The world curls around him like a fist, and Link knows - he knows, he knows, he knows - he must get out of this empty place, but where else could he go? Forever, he is Nothing here, and Nothing has nowhere to go but here.
Where else could he find Nowhere but in something, somewhere? He is No-Name and No-Face, and this is Nowhere Land, a place where people pass through time and mean Nothing more. Objects in motion, he thinks once, and then never again, because Nothing is no easier without a fate.
"I haven't thought of you at all," he says to emeralds and sapphire and ruby-locked doors to places and worlds that teeter on the edge of a sword.
But what lies beyond Nothing? (More Nothing, of course!)