( She knew it like a thunderbolt, a terrible black press on her chest, and she rose from her bed. )

While Pestilence is still recuperating from her smiting, I thought I'd try my hand at a few drabbles ( Read more... )

1. Put your mp3 player on shuffle and take the first 25 songs it gives you.
2. Link to the lyrics
3. Let your friends assign you a song to write a drabble to.

( Songs here )

( Horseman missing for six hundred years? )