dimanche 6 novembre 2016

Void

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Sometimes, when she had these thoughts, she would feel small, or worthless, or too ordinary to be here, on a spaceship. In space.

 

Other times she would feel nothing, like her heart had been ripped out by someone who didn't have the decency to replace it with anything, leaving her chest hollow and empty

 

Or; Donna Noble lets herself be beaten up by her own internal monologue.

Words: 440, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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