where I use the blockquote tag a lot
Imp himself had his eyes shut and was holding the instrument close to his chest, like a soldier holding a spear at the port. It was hard to know who was playing what.
And still the music flooded out.
The Librarian's hair was standing on an end, all over his body. the ends crackled.
It made you want to kick down walls and ascend the sky on steps of fire. It made you want to pull all the switches and throw all the levers and stick your fingers in the electric socket of the universe to see what happened next. It made you want to paint your bedroom wall black and cover it with posters.
Now various muscles on the Librarian's body were twitching with the beat as the music earthed itself through him.
There was a small party of wizards on the corner. They were watching the performance with their mouths open.
And the beat strode on, and crackled from mind to mind, snapping its fingers and curling its lip.
Wild music. Music with rocks in it, running wild...
NOT THAT THE ABOVE QUOTE FROM 'SOUL MUSIC' SHOULD IN ANY WAY INSPIRE ME TO WRITE A DISCWORLD/AMERICAN IDOL AU OR ANYTHING. PS tieleen I HATE YOU.
Okay, PPS, not enough to stop me from reccing your fic, though.
Two fic recs:
In The Beginning by tieleen (Bible) -- gorgeous short story about Eve in the garden of Eden.
God comes around some days, looks in on them, talks to them sometimes. He talks to Adam, usually. She doesn’t know if it’s because he was there longer, because he’s the first one God made. Maybe it’s just because God made him all from scratch, just dirt and will, and he made her from something that was already her, just growing and changing what he already had before him. Maybe he thinks she’s still just a part of Adam. Maybe he remembers that Adam is like him, just in his image, but that he made her different. But she doesn’t know why he did that, either.
sont des mots qui vont trés bien ensemble by coconut16 (Kings) -- You guys know I have somewhat of a beef with David from Kings, and this fic doesn't change the David from the show -- it just explains him, and makes me understand him, makes me like him, and makes me want more. David/Michelle and David/Jack; the fic follows the whole season, and verges off right near the end.
He doesn’t feel much like a hero, not at all. He feels grounded in this new life that’s suddenly been given (awarded) to him, purposeful, but he’s lost. Then again, the more time he spends in the capital, the more it seems like everyone around him is wandering through life just as waywardly, pretending to have important destination.
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And still the music flooded out.
The Librarian's hair was standing on an end, all over his body. the ends crackled.
It made you want to kick down walls and ascend the sky on steps of fire. It made you want to pull all the switches and throw all the levers and stick your fingers in the electric socket of the universe to see what happened next. It made you want to paint your bedroom wall black and cover it with posters.
Now various muscles on the Librarian's body were twitching with the beat as the music earthed itself through him.
There was a small party of wizards on the corner. They were watching the performance with their mouths open.
And the beat strode on, and crackled from mind to mind, snapping its fingers and curling its lip.
Wild music. Music with rocks in it, running wild...
NOT THAT THE ABOVE QUOTE FROM 'SOUL MUSIC' SHOULD IN ANY WAY INSPIRE ME TO WRITE A DISCWORLD/AMERICAN IDOL AU OR ANYTHING. PS tieleen I HATE YOU.
Okay, PPS, not enough to stop me from reccing your fic, though.
Two fic recs:
In The Beginning by tieleen (Bible) -- gorgeous short story about Eve in the garden of Eden.
God comes around some days, looks in on them, talks to them sometimes. He talks to Adam, usually. She doesn’t know if it’s because he was there longer, because he’s the first one God made. Maybe it’s just because God made him all from scratch, just dirt and will, and he made her from something that was already her, just growing and changing what he already had before him. Maybe he thinks she’s still just a part of Adam. Maybe he remembers that Adam is like him, just in his image, but that he made her different. But she doesn’t know why he did that, either.
sont des mots qui vont trés bien ensemble by coconut16 (Kings) -- You guys know I have somewhat of a beef with David from Kings, and this fic doesn't change the David from the show -- it just explains him, and makes me understand him, makes me like him, and makes me want more. David/Michelle and David/Jack; the fic follows the whole season, and verges off right near the end.
He doesn’t feel much like a hero, not at all. He feels grounded in this new life that’s suddenly been given (awarded) to him, purposeful, but he’s lost. Then again, the more time he spends in the capital, the more it seems like everyone around him is wandering through life just as waywardly, pretending to have important destination.
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