Up a Tree (p.28)
The dust settled.
The rumbling gradually ceased, the tinkle of small rocks bouncing down the rubble, the occasional crunch of a larger stone dropping.
Rory coughed and shifted. He was in a clear space, his thigh uncomfortably pressed against a stone that fortunately hadn’t landed on him and crushed his leg.
“Rory!” the Doctor’s muffled voice ( Read more... )
The rumbling gradually ceased, the tinkle of small rocks bouncing down the rubble, the occasional crunch of a larger stone dropping.
Rory coughed and shifted. He was in a clear space, his thigh uncomfortably pressed against a stone that fortunately hadn’t landed on him and crushed his leg.
“Rory!” the Doctor’s muffled voice ( Read more... )
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