Children of Earth Day 1TORCHWOOD: CHILDREN OF EARTHChildren of Earth Day 1
DAY ONE
Scotland, 1965. A bus full of children goes through the countryside at night.
CHILDREN: The wheels on the bus go ‘round and ‘round, ‘round and ‘round, ‘round and – MYSTERIOUS VOICE (SECRETLY JACK (BUT YOU DON’T KNOW IT YET)): SHUT UP!! And get out of the fucking bus, we’re here already! CHILDREN: Yaaaay!
Everyone piles out. A mysterious light appears. The kids walk into it, except for one who hangs back. The light disappears.
CHILD: It was shiny. I feel funny.
Cardiff, present d
InsomniaThe night is empty lacks the mystery that I gave it years agoInsomnia
The sounds they scare me never soothe me Not like they used to years ago
The dreams still tease me those remembered from easy slumber years ago
I ache bodily for the comfort that sleep brought me years ago
But it escapes me
And my ceiling through the hours grows even duller than it once was years ago
Musician With No GuitarA man, flesh and blood and bone, wood and steel lacking, is hopefulMusician With No Guitar
Fingers ghost wooden nothings; necks and bodies with no strings attached
Invisible steel vibrates and imaginary echoes hang dead in empty air
Melodies flying in the mind fall far from reality, broken winged on crumpled paper
Lyrics spill over, and a voice unaccompanied is still raw at boiling point.
A man, flesh and blood and bone, wood and steel lacking, is nothing
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"Welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway, the show where you can never be too rich, or too gay." [link]
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"Welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway, the show where you can never be too rich, or too gay." [link]
(sorry it's such an inane comment but it pretty much expresses my reaction to your being on DA... XD)
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Sleep... ah, sleep... I remember sleep... maybe I should try that again someday...?
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