Writing Meme from
ursa_mater
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Those of you who know me, know that I am the mun / writer for
fannyfae,
nomanselizabeth,
faery_ring and
sheldonsandscia
Here is how this meme works: Give me some lyrics (JUST A COUPLE LINES, PLEASE) and I will write for you something about one of your characters and one of mine. I know many of you have many characters, and if my muses have not interacted with yours for a while, just mention something to help jog my memory!
And ALTERNATIVELY for ... people who don't or who have not RP'ed with me or my muses, pick some lyrics, and I shall find a muse to respond with a few paragraphs...or something. Trust me, I have a few in addition to the ones above.
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Here is how this meme works: Give me some lyrics (JUST A COUPLE LINES, PLEASE) and I will write for you something about one of your characters and one of mine. I know many of you have many characters, and if my muses have not interacted with yours for a while, just mention something to help jog my memory!
And ALTERNATIVELY for ... people who don't or who have not RP'ed with me or my muses, pick some lyrics, and I shall find a muse to respond with a few paragraphs...or something. Trust me, I have a few in addition to the ones above.
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Date: 2008-05-16 01:48 am (UTC)I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named "Fumanchu'
and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
and I gave forgiveness I'd been denying
and he said someday I hope you get the chance
to live like you were dying.
And I think you know most of my muses... the ones I still rp at least.
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Date: 2008-05-16 02:21 am (UTC)"This is the place where the Northern Kingdoms met the South," I said, "The last time I was here, we faced am enemy. Now I only face having done that which I have never done before."
His smile was a smirk and I thought I saw admiration in that one eye of his, "What is it that a woman such as you has never done, Madame, for surely you have lived long enough."
"Fly," I said, brushing a kiss at the corner of his mouth, "Not before today." With a sudden leap of legs and heart I hurled myself off the edge of the limestone cliff, into the arms of Shu, down toward the surface of Hapi, avoiding the embrace of Geb. The soft chastising whisper of silk in the breeze broke my fall.
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Date: 2008-05-16 07:00 am (UTC)Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
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Date: 2008-05-16 08:46 pm (UTC)Caught for a second by the light
Ashes of memory still aglow
Only for you
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Date: 2008-05-16 10:26 pm (UTC)I had no basket but clutched my shawl to me and tried to make myself as inconspicuous as possible. If by chance I found more than I could amply carry, I could tie my shawl to make a sack and get to our shelter.
That morning I could not believe my luck. I was able to bargain for a few eggs and a baggette and some cheese. I was just about to turn a corner around a wall when I ran nearly headlong into a group of soldiers. At first my heart panicked thinking I had run straight into the arms of the Nazis, but I noted their uniforms as being American. I ignored the gafaws and wolfcalls and went on my way, but it was hard to ignore the one that reached out to touch my hair, yanking so hard that I dropped my precious cargo with a yelp. I was about to let loose a stream of frustratoin at the offender when a hand grabbed the one that had grabbed me.
"Let her be," a voice of an officer ordered. His voice was decidedly not American.
I spun around to look at my rescuer and my eyes caught and held the bluest eyes I had ever seen other than those of my godfather, Hsu. I don't remember smiling at him, I think that I must have, for he had the most beautiful and magical smile. "I am sorry, Madamoiselle," he said in heavily accented French. He went on to offer to replace the food that had been spoiled, but in spite of all of his kindness, I politely refused. I returned to the shelter just in time to find my mother awake, fixing a bit of rolled oats that we had stored away. We wouldnt go hungry, but the fare was definitely disappointing in comparison to what had been lost at the roadside.
Later that night my mother responded to a knock at the door, a basket of eggs, a bagette, a round of cheese and many other things had been stuffed neatly within a large basket outside of our door. There was no note and no one in sight. We ate well but sparringly that night. I could not help but wonder if the officer that I had seen near the village had somehow found where Mama and I were.
As I was getting ready to turn in for the night, watching myself in the glass of the window pane as I shook out the curls of my hair, I thought I saw his face once again in the window - and th the light reflected a magical smile.
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Date: 2008-05-16 11:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-16 11:47 pm (UTC)A certain muse decided that she wanted to respond to that prompt and it just jumped out of her. She of course wanted to interact with one muse of yours in particular - hehe...I wonder why! :)
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Date: 2008-05-16 11:50 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2008-05-16 10:20 pm (UTC)I'll praise you in this storm
and I will lift my hands
for You are who You are
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Date: 2008-05-26 09:31 am (UTC)