The Legend Of Zelda: Majora's Mask Walkthrough Part 5 - The Astral Observatory

Short video about what to do on the Observatory and to obtain the Moon's Tear. Enjoy! Copyright belongs to respective users.

[@lindsaywheatcroft8247]

Oh, that first time you enter the observatory. The audio-visual experience is just magical. Also, thank you for not talking the whole time [n+1]

[@dolestcrab5238]

the astral observatory soundtrack is so beatiful

[@inthelaughter1939]

This was my favorite place to go as a kid 🥰

[@nnnnvvvvllll]

The dungeon before the observatory used to scare me so much

[@fernandoflamini5539]

the first time i found out this place it was amazing very delightfull

[@linglingtwirly]

Thank you for not talking the entire time

[@corydude2008]

linglingtwirly right I can’t stand that sh**!!!!!

[@nukacm]

Thank you for not talking and just showing what to do [8]

[@mole1215]

thank you for letting me listen to links footsteps (16)

[@italocardoso1699]

Thank you for not talking the entire time [2]

[@tastyDungeon]

thanks fot not talking [4]

[@Kayla-cd2mg]

Thanks for no talking (3)

[@shrekrecker]

Thank you for your silence [13]

[@itstillaintjay2827]

Thanks for the nostalgia[19]

[@tammyharrington138]

True power but still i know

[@Scrim]

Thank you for not talking the entire time (6)

[@ElAngelcaido17]

Thank you for not talking the entire time (11)

[@tensileholdall]

Thank you for not talking the entire video (12)

[@skhotzim_bacon]

In the realm of Majora's Mask, a moon, aglow,
Hangs with foreboding, a celestial show.
A tear, a token, from the cosmic sphere,
Echoes of childhood, memories dear.
The moon, a symbol of impending fate,
Yet in its tear, nostalgia innate.
The Astral Observatory's song, a key,
Unlocking the vaults of memory.
In the world of Zelda, where tales unfold,
Childhood's ephemeral, like moonlight gold.
The moon tear's currency, a bittersweet trade,
Exchanging innocence for an adult charade.
Blue fairy tales from Pinocchio's lore,
Whisper the truths of life evermore.
Ocarina dreams, melodies of the past,
Through time's fleeting grasp, they slip so fast.
If only an instrument, an ocarina true,
Could rewind the clock, childhood renew.
A celestial tear, mirrored in my eye,
Longing for moments that swiftly pass by.
Yet adulthood beckons, a harsh demand,
Reality's grip, a firm, unyielding hand.
Trading tears as currency, a profound cost,
In the market of time, childhood is lost.
A celestial tear, precious and rare,
Each man yearns for, in a silent prayer.
Once received, a moment sublime,
Yet never again, through the sands of time.
Thanks for not talking! [23]

[@FromHyrule]

Thank you for not talking [14]

[@myamdane6895]

Thanks for not talking the entire time (7)

[@kiideva]

Thank You For Not Talking [21]

[@demonicpizzeria951]

Thank you for not talking the entire time [9]

[@MrZapatoMalo]

_hrnf, hrnf, hrnf!_

[@sp1194]

thank you

[@beyonkadonk]

thanks for everything and not talking [22]

[@SpicyWah]

Thank you for not talking the entire time [16]

[@sciomancy6]

Thank [18]

[@thaibene3010]

Thanks for not talking [20]

[@bigmanjeeb]

Thanks for not talking [23]

[@tammyharrington138]

No on makeing 4 secret lose

[@grimoireblanc7749]

Thanks for not talking (17)

[@errebene3702]

Gracias por no hablar [24]