The David Bowie Song Story Challenge is Now Open!

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The songs for this challenge were "Sound and Vision" written and performed by David Bowie and "Wild is the Wind" as performed by David Bowie.  You can find the videos, lyrics and challenge rules here.

Post your stories now!

David Bowie Song Story Challenge: Grateful

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I chose the song "Sound and Vision."

I have not spoken in three days.  There just does not seem to be anything to say.  So I lie here quietly, living in the solitude within my own mind, allowing myself to wander through all its corridors.  Whenever I feel like I am running out of places to go and I start feeling confined and panicky, I focus on my right hand and my breathing.  My sense of touch tells me my right hand is being held and my sense of smell tells me it is Napoleon who is holding it. 

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Farewell Tour

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Author: Avery11
Genre: Gen

(This is Part 1 of a three-part series. It may be awhile before I have the time to write Parts 2 and 3, so please be patient They will get written, I promise.)

Farewell Tour

Part I

Illya stared down at the document before him. A single sheet of paper, three short sentences. A bold line at the bottom, awaiting his signature. His vision blurred; he blinked to clear it.

“Second thoughts?” Olivia Dancer's warm brown eyes studied him from across the table. “If you need more time, sir –?”

So like her mother. “No.” He signed the document with a flourish, and spun the completed paperwork around the conference table, officially closing a chapter in his life. He sat back, feeling an impossible weight lift off his shoulders.

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"Weather or not"~ a double drabble story - Chapter 25

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Illya was lying through his teeth about resting, and went down to the labs of Research and Development.

His equipment had been retrieved from the van and deposited there, and he immediately began adjusting his modified spectrum analyzer.

Napoleon decided if he was going to be accused of being a mother hen, then he was going to act like one; he draped a woolen blanket across his partner’s shoulders and placed a small electric space heater by Illya’s feet.

He had more chicken broth brought down, kept warm in a carafe of all things and placed a mug filled with the soup within Kuryakin’s reach.

“I will be fine,” Illya sniffled as the hot soup was helping to clear his stuffy nose.

He put down his mug and looked rather excitedly at the readings on the screen; double and triple checking them. Pulling his communicator; he contacted Waverly.”

“Good news for the moment. I am detecting no anomalous readings. The snowstorm appears to be a naturally occurring event.”

“Thank you Mr. Kuryakin, but weren’t you supposed to be resting in a hospital bed?”

“I am fine. Mr. Solo is ministering to me as we speak with blankets and chicken soup.”

Chapter 26