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Title: Home
Author: Dagnir_fic (DagniroVanaliel)
Prompt: #090 Home
Claim: Five/Ten
My table is HERE
Rating: PG
Pairing: Five/Ten
Disclaimer: As far as I know, I don't own Doctor Who.
“Tell me about our home,” he says. “Tell me about Gallifrey.”
Oh, dear. The younger man sighs. At least this time his counterpart appears to be sober, but if he’s honestly forgotten what his own home looks like…
“It’s beautiful,” he says, and he thinks he sounds like he’s telling a bedtime story. “There are twin suns, making the sky a burnt orange. The grass is crimson between snow-capped mountains. And there’s the citadel.” It sounds clumsy to his ears.
“What does the citadel look like?”
“It’s stunning. All spires, gleaming in the sunlight, encased in a great glass dome.”
There’s silence for awhile, and he’s surprised to find his older self has crawled into his lap and is curled up against his chest. He kisses the top of his head gently.
“Thank you for reminding me,” the older says quietly. “I’d forgotten.”
Author: Dagnir_fic (DagniroVanaliel)
Prompt: #090 Home
Claim: Five/Ten
My table is HERE
Rating: PG
Pairing: Five/Ten
Disclaimer: As far as I know, I don't own Doctor Who.
“Tell me about our home,” he says. “Tell me about Gallifrey.”
Oh, dear. The younger man sighs. At least this time his counterpart appears to be sober, but if he’s honestly forgotten what his own home looks like…
“It’s beautiful,” he says, and he thinks he sounds like he’s telling a bedtime story. “There are twin suns, making the sky a burnt orange. The grass is crimson between snow-capped mountains. And there’s the citadel.” It sounds clumsy to his ears.
“What does the citadel look like?”
“It’s stunning. All spires, gleaming in the sunlight, encased in a great glass dome.”
There’s silence for awhile, and he’s surprised to find his older self has crawled into his lap and is curled up against his chest. He kisses the top of his head gently.
“Thank you for reminding me,” the older says quietly. “I’d forgotten.”