samedi 11 janvier 2020

Constants.

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“Gallifrey.” She whispered. The word seemed to need to be shoved out, and the Doctor realised how difficult this would be for her. She was about to come face to face with everything she’d been running from for hundreds of years.

At least five bodies, five versions of her running and hoping she’d never be trapped in the situation where she had to say what she didn’t want too. And now that it was finally here, she felt as if her insides were being ripped out of her. Her mind was screaming at her to turn in the other direction, to go, and not look back and not ever breath her home planet’s name again.

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