yet to come the distant close

Jan 10, 2012 08:23

{a season 6 coda to once (and many) times upon a midnight clear}

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The Doctor has no chance, in that strange, frozen world of ruined time, to look for Bethlehem and babe, angels (real angels) frightening shepherds. Scarcely manages to even think of doing so, what with the smashing of all existence. Just as well, perhaps-too many distractions and slights-of-hand as is.

But once again he wonders, when he’s safely “dead”, wonders just a little about the tenacity of was and is and is to come, a narrative not even he fully knows. Wonders what would have happened if Amy and River hadn’t remembered, won through. (Wonders if there’s a reason they did.)

worlds not mine, snapshots

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