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towerofanimus2012-03-04 07:47 am
ocariness) wrote in towerofanimus2012-03-04 07:47 am
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[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. ]
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. ]
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Instead, he's walking with them then, giving them a warm smile - being careful about the fairy on his shoulder, of course.]
... May I ask you something?
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Nothing is wrong, everything is fine. Look, this pokerface is flawless. ]
... I suppose.
[ A tentative yes. Hopefully nothing too intrusive. ]
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Skyloft's only so big, so I like hearing about other places!
[There, see - it's something you like talking about!]
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My... home?
[ Hmmm. Link could say a lot, but let's start with this, since they're nearing the meadow.
It isn't until they're actually THEY'RE that Link begins finding the words proper for it. ]
... It was... close to this, I suppose. In ways. Nowhere could ever compare to the Forest, though.
[ There's a long pause where Link is thoughtful, as if... it's difficult to put words to this. ]
... There was a lot of life in it. A lot of magic... it had a pulse. In fact, the deeper one went into the woods, the more magic one felt inside them. I think even outsiders would be able to hear the trees singing if they got lost... though, every place has its own sort of music to it, I think that the Lost Woods in the Kokiri Forest was the most vivid place you could hear it. It was peaceful. ... Safe.
[ Link can actually picture it. The peaceful woods, the small humming of all sorts of life, the... pulse, the woods seem to have. ]
Plants have life. Not everyone... is aware how much, I think. We know, though. That is why we live with them together. We would not be alive without the plants that surround and protect us.
[ ... Probably the most intimate, touchy-feely thing Link's said yet. ]
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[No seriously, it does.]
I'm sore my home may have had magic to it as well - floating islands above the clouds, after all! - but... never enough for it to have its own music about it.
... I'd like to be able to hear it, someday!
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... I may be able to at least give you an idea of it.
[ There is a long pause, and Link puts the Ocarina of Time to their lips. The song that Link plays sounds something like this, and there's a kind of... mystic quality to the notes, as if the instrument is reaching far away, and each note conjures images of a sprawling, confusing labyrinth full of life. ]