Odin Sphere Drabbles
So...I felt the need to do a small writing exercise, although I know I've prolly hacked these pretty horribly since I haven't written much other than blog entries in forever...It's basically that one meme/challenge where you quickly write something up in the time span of the song you're listening too. These songs are mostly background songs with chorus-like lyrics on some, so I was depending on the title and melody alone for the prompt and mood, I guess.

I don't know, I felt like I had to get most of them out of my system as well, although they'll most likely still remain and keep re-writing themselves in different forms every time I listen to this OST...I didn't really reach the other songs I wanted either, but I reached the main few that really stuck in my head. I hate how the thoughts in my head don't quite articulate into words as nicely as they sounded in my head. :T Practice I guess, but I don't do this a lot.

1. A Ship of Fools
Destiny and prophecies were so mysterious and vague, always hidden and lurking in the dark. Only a few were ever destined to catch glimpses of it to be revealed. The wheel of fate slowly turns, picking up speed and momentum as it chooses and picks its prey without any discrimination. How else would you explain how five people from different countries suddenly be pitted into an interlacing path to save the world? It surely is a mysterious thing…but also in the end, destiny just loves to play you for a fool.

2. Believe
It was a light far off in the distance, but he reached for it anyways. He did not want to stay in the endless darkness and despair of betrayal. He remembered the words that old, dying dragon told him…and seeing the small blue creature emanating so much light and warmth, he would try to believe again. So he stood up once more, and walked on.

3. Black Sword
It was a mysterious weapon, yet so powerful that everyone feared the wielder as well as the weapon itself. After all, a blade alone could not create so much destruction…could it? They did not know what to make of it. The elves saw it as a creation of hope for them to return to the forges, the allies feared it to be double-edged, and the enemies feared it, for it had destroyed so many of their people. Yet, they leave it in existence…

4. Strange Names
She thought it was funny that she never heard his name until the very end. Constantly referring to him as “Kero-san”, she wondered if he ever cared. Probably not since he didn’t bother giving her any other name to go by…but hearing his real name was nice. Ingway…She hoped she could meet him again.

5. Break the Sword of Justice
She rushed in without a thought, hoping to soon join her sister in the heavens above…and maybe finally earn recognition and praise from her father. There was so many clashings of weapons around her, adrenaline surged through her veins, pushing her towards the center where he stood, clad in the black cloak of death with shining red eyes. And then their weapons met…

6. Dewdrops
It was so peaceful out in this forest. She was not the type to idle away a day doing nothing, but as the sun shone through the leafy canopies above, she could not help it. Her mind wandered to thoughts of him. Surely by now he would be back? He was an enemy…yet she was drawn to him like a moth to a flame, believing the feelings to be a mere aftereffect of the spell her father had set upon her. However, as she slowly drifted off in a nap, a single though ran through her mind: It’s not so bad after all though…He accepts me for me, and doesn’t see me as an object like anyone else would…
Oswald found Gwendolyn still resting gently against the tree, with the sunset shining on her hair, and a small smile on her face.

7. A Tiny Sunshine
The days were happy once again. Armageddon was avoided, and any remaining survivors slowly brought the world back to its former glory. Laughter filled the air around summer solstice as music and dancing lasted through the night. Even though the crumbling remains of former castles shadowed the distant horizon as a memoir of the hours of destruction, the moon gently shown upon the merry-making, until it sunk out of sight to give way to the new dawn.

8. Through the Gate
Why?! He was supposed to be resting! Injured and fatigue from that battle with Levanthan, there was no way he could be left alone. She rushed to Netherworld Endelphelia, franticly searching. She had to show him that she cared…That she knew that she really did love him now. Oh why did she figure it out so late?!

9. Hear Our Prayer
The land was rumbling and breaking apart. The end was near, and everyone knew it. There was nothing that could save them, not even climbing to the highest point in the world. Many clung to one another in resigned despair, a few weeping silent tears. But they hoped, oh how they hoped, that the world could still be saved. Even if they were not to survive, they still prayed that the world would remain and start anew. As the land continued to break and fall apart around them, they continued to hope to the end.

10. I Talk to the Rain
He did not know why he tried so hard to keep her. It was the same as clipping her wings and caging her in. She did not love him, nor would she ever. The ache in his heart was beyond unbearable as his thoughts became darker in despair. His hair clung to his forehead and neck as the rain slowly beat down upon him. He turned and lifted his head to the sky, no longer knowing if it was he or the gods who were crying. Maybe it was just pity for his broken and tainted soul that this rain even fell. He would let her go. He would do at least that much, to make the one he loved happy…

11. Ruthless
He didn’t know why he existed if his existence alone was a bother to those around him. Scorned and forsaken because he reeked of death. What was that supposed to even mean? Was it because he was a human among fairies? Yet, he no longer cared nor questioned his existence. He will just follow orders. However, in the quiet moments before battle, he’d still find himself looking to the sky for an answer, for any signs of hope. But it always falls short, and his head bows in submission each time…And then, a small ring before the battle clashed, and he looked no more.

12. Guess How Much I Love You
Amidst springtime joy
they walk in the sunshine’s warmth
smiling with their friends
although their hearts are heavy
and frozen in winter’s ice.


Crits are welcome, although these are pretty much raw format and from some random location in my head.