LINK。 † HERO OF TIME (
ocariness) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-03-04 07:47 am
Entry tags:
[o4] ‸^‸ Fourth Song.
Characters: AU!OoT Link (
ocariness) and whomever finds her.
Setting: Floor 11 (Daytime). Set immediately after this, which is the day after the events of Hitori Kakurenbo.
Format: Action probably I'm terrible with prose lately?
Summary: Link now thinks that her ancestor hates her. Tired and emotionally past breaking point, she found somewhere (or so she thought) to be alone and sob. She really needs a hug.
Warnings: TOWER OF SADIMUS/ANIMANGST and tl;dr. But uh, other than that? None yet!
[ Everything around her was ripped away in a whirlwind of green light and the wooshing sound of air as Link returned to the warp point she'd set on the meadow floor.
It's hard, but she manages to pick herself up and not break down there, as luckily the warp point was next to the exit, as always. She gets up, numb, expression pained, and begins slowly making her way back to her room. By the time she returns to the meadow floor, she has since fixed her clothing, rebound herself, and gotten a shower.
... There was no evidence the person sitting next to the lakeside is a girl at all. Link had seen to that not being noticed.
She might be hard to spot, wearing a blue tunic instead of her usual green one and not bothering with having her hat on, but you'll spot her sitting on a bank, head pulled to her knees. There's the sounds of quiet sobbing every so often.
She shouldn't be allowed to carry the Master Sword, the name of Link, or anything else. She simply didn't deserve any of it; she had been forced to age and she never wanted it. She'd experienced loss, and the Tower was pushing her past even her limits of bottling things inside.
Something had to give. Perhaps it was her. Perhaps her ancestor deserved this sword more than she. Or the small Hero of Winds. Why was it that he, younger than when she'd started, was not forced to age like she had been? Was she never worthy to begin with? Did they simply "make do" with her? Was she a replacement "Hero"? Link didn't know.
What she did know was that she wished she could go home. Zelda deserved better than her. ]
Setting: Floor 11 (Daytime). Set immediately after this, which is the day after the events of Hitori Kakurenbo.
Format: Action probably I'm terrible with prose lately?
Summary: Link now thinks that her ancestor hates her. Tired and emotionally past breaking point, she found somewhere (or so she thought) to be alone and sob. She really needs a hug.
Warnings: TOWER OF SADIMUS/ANIMANGST and tl;dr. But uh, other than that? None yet!
[ Everything around her was ripped away in a whirlwind of green light and the wooshing sound of air as Link returned to the warp point she'd set on the meadow floor.
It's hard, but she manages to pick herself up and not break down there, as luckily the warp point was next to the exit, as always. She gets up, numb, expression pained, and begins slowly making her way back to her room. By the time she returns to the meadow floor, she has since fixed her clothing, rebound herself, and gotten a shower.
... There was no evidence the person sitting next to the lakeside is a girl at all. Link had seen to that not being noticed.
She might be hard to spot, wearing a blue tunic instead of her usual green one and not bothering with having her hat on, but you'll spot her sitting on a bank, head pulled to her knees. There's the sounds of quiet sobbing every so often.
She shouldn't be allowed to carry the Master Sword, the name of Link, or anything else. She simply didn't deserve any of it; she had been forced to age and she never wanted it. She'd experienced loss, and the Tower was pushing her past even her limits of bottling things inside.
Something had to give. Perhaps it was her. Perhaps her ancestor deserved this sword more than she. Or the small Hero of Winds. Why was it that he, younger than when she'd started, was not forced to age like she had been? Was she never worthy to begin with? Did they simply "make do" with her? Was she a replacement "Hero"? Link didn't know.
What she did know was that she wished she could go home. Zelda deserved better than her. ]

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I think.... I would tell someone about it. And I would get help. Tell someone that could help me. And, if those duties were really important to me, even if I did not think I could do it, I would do my best to try and do it, even if I needed help.
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... Perhaps there is no help, for someone like me.
[ A small sigh. ]
I... am not sure what happened to anyone after Zelda and I lost. Are you faring all right?
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[Oh, er. Uh. Suddenly she looked back down again.] Um, I think a lot of people died.... I mean I am also sure that a lot of people are alive again now, but....yeah.
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... I suspected as much. I am sorry, for what small amount it is worth. No one deserves this.
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You do not have to apologize, it is not like it's your fault. [And a small beat.] Though I am sorry too that you had to go through that.
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Yeah Link is so bad at this, whoops. ]
I suppose we will... just need to have patience, here.
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[Instead, she finally took a deep breath, looked up at Link again, with a determined face.]
Did you know that if part of your brain gets damaged, other parts of the brain nearby will take over the functions of the damaged part? Or that if you're say, blind, then the part of your brain that has to do with sight will work on other senses to make them almost superhuman? Or if you Or that if you cut the fibers that connect the two hemispheres of the brain, you can still function just fine even though the two halves can't communicate?
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... I am not surprised. It is not difficult to hear what is around you, after all. I think I would rather be blinded than to be deaf to the world around me.
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[And she smiled just a bit.] Same with all parts of a person. So even if you feel bad, and things are really bad and you are scared and upset.... it will get better eventually! Just as long as you don't give up!
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... Thank you, Echidna. I promise I will not.
[ Give up, that is. ]
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Good! And if you ever need someone to help you with rehabilitation, feel free to as! [That metaphor made more sense in her head.] I can not do much, but I will do what I can!
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[ They just need some time, that's all. ]
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[Aaand she just folded her hands behind her back and beamed.]