Whoa.

Look, I generally don't enjoy reading people's dreams, unless they're terribly fucked-up or beautiful.

It seems that burningdove has had one of the former.

Trust me, you're gonna wanna read this. It's like a magnificent story written my Cronenberg, filmed my Miike

Oh, and stick around on his LJ, too, he's a brutally good comic writer/artist.

benjamin
Who finally knows who the Five Trusted Fists are and how they are related to the Mo-Lan Devils
And has given himself until midnight to rewrite the first six pages of LAST SHOT to get to Karl

Song Question

Not a fucking meme, just me asking a question, it'll take you but a moment:

The world is about to end.

You have time to play five songs.
What are they, in what order?
What do YOU listen to as the curtain descends?

If you have an extra moment, tell me why.

EDIT:Length of songs doesn't matter. If you wanna say "Devil Does Drugs" by My Life With the Thril Kill Kult (7 minutes) or Franz Schuber's "Rosamunde Overture" ('bout 10 1/2 minutes), then go for it.

ANOTHER EDIT, BECAUSE ronebofh and shimmerngspirit CAN'T LEAVE WELL ENOUGH ALONE: If you need to imagine you are in a steel room with no door and nothing but a machine that will play five songs from the history of mankind, then do it.

b

Yeah, stop sassing the priest, you little brat.

Didn't I promise you that we would return to The Land of the Mo-Lan Devils?

Part Two Begins...Now!

( Fifty years have passed since Mok Leung and his men disappeared on their quest for the Mo-Lan Devils. Men have been born, men have loved, men have died. Guan Lau Ching has only done one of those. He has not even been a fighter for long enough to have earned a nickname, such as ‘Iron Umbrella,’ or ‘Bloody Scholar,’ or even the ubiquitous ‘Fearless.’ )

benjamin