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If it be your will, if there is a choice

If it be your will that I speak no more...

A Leonard Cohen inspired prompt meme.

Post with your character, others reply: please pick a song, or use the RNG to start a response.

For those interested, click the music note to listen.

1. Dance Me to the End of Love ♪
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love

2. Bird on a Wire ♪
Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
like a knight from some old fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.

3. The Darkness ♪
I caught the darkness,
It was drinking from your cup.
I caught the darkness,
Drinking from your cup.
I said is this contagious?
You said just drink it up.

4. Hallelujah ♪
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

5. Everybody Knows ♪
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

6. Anthem ♪
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government --
signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.

7. First We Take Manhattan ♪
Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

8. The Letters ♪
But now you've got the gist
Of what my letters meant.
You're reading them again,
The ones you didn't burn.
You press them to your lips,
My pages of concern.
I said there'd been a flood.
I said there's nothing left.
I hoped that you would come.
I gave you my address.

9. The Guests ♪
And here they take their sweet repast
While house and grounds dissolve
And one by one the guests are cast
Beyond the garden wall

10. Boogie Street ♪
So come, my friends, be not afraid.
We are so lightly here.
It is in love that we are made;
In love we disappear.
Tho’ all the maps of blood and flesh
Are posted on the door,
There’s no one who has told us yet
What Boogie Street is for.

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will happily do the set up if you like - expect prohibition era ;)

[Note: Character is mute.]

[ Her eyes slightly wide, glanced up at him with a oddly nervous look - one that showed just how uncertain she could be at times - one she tended not to show anyone but him. ] Are you sure about this? [ It wasn't that she doubted him, but she knew there was a risk involved, one that she hated knowing he would have to take.

No matter the choice though, he had to know, she would never give up on him. ]