Drabbles
Title: Negative
Word Count:159
“Take me to Gallifrey” She had begged him. He had begged him. So here they were, floating through open space, the doors of the TARDIS wide open, protected by a seal strong enough to hold off Dalek hoards. But there were no more Daleks left to test its durability. There was only devastatingly empty space. Once there had been life here, one of the greatest civilizations of the known universe, one of the most beautiful planets. The only silver trees in existence, the greatest, most deadly war ever fought in the long timeline of the universe. And none of it was left. None of it had ever been. There was only a long expanse of empty space, a void where once, the masters of the vortex dwelt. “Where is it?” they chorused in quiet confusion. The doctor stared morosely at a small particle of dust floating past the doorway. “There, right in front of you. Can’t you see it?”
Title: Post-Cataclysmic Shock
Word count: 226. So not a drabble. A dribble?
“You’re an average 21st Century human.” The doctor tells Martha one day. They are catching their breath after running for their lives on a planet that hit its own individual apocalypse a century too soon.
“What?” Martha responds, confused. With the Doctor she is perpetually confused. And frustrated.
“You are. You pity these aliens on their dying planet. Never stop to realize that you live in a post-cataclysmic world.”
“The 21st Century isn’t post-cataclysmic. It’s the beginning, the information age, globalization, space travel, the internet…”
“Alright. Stop right there. Not post cataclysmic? Let’s take a cross-section of the 20th century. 40 years. 1910 to 1950. A terribly short amount of time in earth’s timeline. Even in a human lifetime, it’s not all that much. But look at what happens: 2 world wars, a world-wide depression, famine, the fall of at least two major empires and the rise of another, the rise of materialism, the death of realism, the invention of the Atom Bomb. And you’re going to tell me that isn’t a cataclysm. 20th century Earth is practically the definition of cataclysm in the Intergalactic All-Encompassing Multi-Lingual Dictionary. That makes you post-cataclysmic. You’re a post-appocalypse generation and you don’t even realize it. It’s marvelous. You humans. You’re amazing.” The Doctor shuts up, seeing Martha’s shocked, confused expression. “care for lunch in the Orion nebula?”
Word Count:159
“Take me to Gallifrey” She had begged him. He had begged him. So here they were, floating through open space, the doors of the TARDIS wide open, protected by a seal strong enough to hold off Dalek hoards. But there were no more Daleks left to test its durability. There was only devastatingly empty space. Once there had been life here, one of the greatest civilizations of the known universe, one of the most beautiful planets. The only silver trees in existence, the greatest, most deadly war ever fought in the long timeline of the universe. And none of it was left. None of it had ever been. There was only a long expanse of empty space, a void where once, the masters of the vortex dwelt. “Where is it?” they chorused in quiet confusion. The doctor stared morosely at a small particle of dust floating past the doorway. “There, right in front of you. Can’t you see it?”
Title: Post-Cataclysmic Shock
Word count: 226. So not a drabble. A dribble?
“You’re an average 21st Century human.” The doctor tells Martha one day. They are catching their breath after running for their lives on a planet that hit its own individual apocalypse a century too soon.
“What?” Martha responds, confused. With the Doctor she is perpetually confused. And frustrated.
“You are. You pity these aliens on their dying planet. Never stop to realize that you live in a post-cataclysmic world.”
“The 21st Century isn’t post-cataclysmic. It’s the beginning, the information age, globalization, space travel, the internet…”
“Alright. Stop right there. Not post cataclysmic? Let’s take a cross-section of the 20th century. 40 years. 1910 to 1950. A terribly short amount of time in earth’s timeline. Even in a human lifetime, it’s not all that much. But look at what happens: 2 world wars, a world-wide depression, famine, the fall of at least two major empires and the rise of another, the rise of materialism, the death of realism, the invention of the Atom Bomb. And you’re going to tell me that isn’t a cataclysm. 20th century Earth is practically the definition of cataclysm in the Intergalactic All-Encompassing Multi-Lingual Dictionary. That makes you post-cataclysmic. You’re a post-appocalypse generation and you don’t even realize it. It’s marvelous. You humans. You’re amazing.” The Doctor shuts up, seeing Martha’s shocked, confused expression. “care for lunch in the Orion nebula?”