the sands of time

Day to night, dark to light, fall the sands of time.
Let the years like the gears of a clock unwind
In your mind walk through time back to better days.
Memories, like a dream, wash tears away.
Like a star in the sky, darkness can’t reach you
Light the night, joy is light, ‘till the new dawn.
♢ Song of healing - by ColdFlameZero  ♢

Denna’s Song leads the souls of the dead to the other side, if sung to a living person it heals for a short time depression and sadness.
Mostly she sings to the people on their deathbed so they remember all the good things in their life and can die with a smile in their face.

Bonus:

There are two kind of soul-thiefs.

Raven @ominousrain (Not able to tag you ~ sorry!)
Victor @finni-blogs

Neil Young and The Santa Monica Flyers
Roxy Theater
Los Angeles, California
September 20, 1973, Late Show

Download: FLAC/MP3

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Speed adjusted (106.6 stretch) and right channel amplified for better balance with Adobe Audition 3.0.1
Tracked with CD Wave, encoded to flac 8 with Flac Frontend, tagged and verified

01. Tonight’s The Night 6:20
02. Mellow My Mind 3:09
03. World On A String 4:50
04. Speakin’ Out 6:41
05. Albuquerque 5:01
06. New Mama 2:37
07. Roll Another Number 4:59
08. Tired Eyes 5:35
09. Tonight’s The Night 9:04
10. Cowgirl in the Sand 9:47

Total time: 58:07

Neil Young – vocals, guitar, piano, harmonica
Ben Keith – pedal steel guitar, piano, vocals
Nils Lofgren – guitar, piano, accordeon, vocals
Billy Talbot – bass, vocals
Ralph Molina – drums, vocals

Revised by pernod/Bert13
Saturday, March 19, 2010

Those Words (Mick Rory x Reader)

Had a nap the other day and woke up inspired to write a Mick Rory thing. Not sure how others will like it, but I am rather pleased with how it turned out. (that just means I haven’t nitpicked at it as much as I tend to do at my writing)

Tagging in case they are interested : @queencobblefreezestuff  @awordwhichmeans  @aya-fay  @multi-villain-imagines 

Some nudity and implied sexual relationship. Nothing explicit, also flashback cameo of Leonard Snart


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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.