Majora's Mask

Growing up, I remember playing Ocarina of Time at a friend's house, but never owned it myself. I asked my parents for it for Christmas, and because they didn't know the difference, I got this nightmare fuel of a game instead. Thinking it was the same game all my friends played I dove in, it wasn't until a lot later that I learned that they were two different games altogether, but it was too late. This game has a special place in my heart and is almost entirely the reason I have anxiety today. It's a game on a constant timer, with what has to be the most unsettling moon just looming overhead as a reminder that you're always running out of time. So, that's cool, but I mean here we go 24 years later it inspired this piece, so that's something!