I was awoken to the sound of music —music that will forever echo in the back of my mind. My cousin was seated on the floor, cross-legged in front of their TV with a game controller in-hand. He was a bit older and considerably cooler than I was, but I would never have admitted it. He’d already turned 12 that winter, and despite my stubbornness, I looked up to him. It was not without some measure of envy. He could skateboard and was allowed to wear his cap backwards. Not only that, but he had the raddest collection of consoles and games. I didn’t have my own Nintendo 64 at home, but I recognized the game he was playing that morning at once. I’d seen one of my other cousins playing this game not all that long ago and hopped up from my makeshift bed.
“Ocarina of Time!” I shouted in surprise and delight.
“Wrong,” replied my cousin obstinately without turning around. I slid out of my blanket to join him on the floor, bringing my small knees up to tuck against my chest.
“Then what is it?” I asked him, looking up. Above me on the screen a little Deku Scrub with mourning eyes deployed a blossom above its head to helicopter its tiny body to a descending set of platforms, deep in a mysterious, dark wood.
“This,” he said, finally looking at me with wild excitement written on his face, “is Majora’s Mask.”
I turned back to the screen, mystified.
“Majora’s Mask?” I repeated, squinting my eyes.
“I just got it yesterday,” he continued with a nod. “Dad said I couldn’t start it until you got here, but he let me play a little yesterday because you took so long.”
From that moment on, we were transported —all meals and plans for outside play were forgotten entirely. Together, with Tatl, we uncovered a small dead, writhing tree, looking as though it had weeped solemnly before death. The first of many, many mysteries.
It looks all dark and gloomy... almost like it could start crying any second now…
We hardly remembered the hours or days that followed. The world as we knew it had completely transformed. We learned new songs, laid souls to rest, taught dances, and reunited loved ones as well as old friends.