Word Count: 659
Verse: Paradisa
Notes: Takes place a few hours after
this. Deep in the TARDIS, the Doctor is wandering, dazed and unfocused and alone. He doesn’t make a sound, just walks, one hand trailing along the corridor wall and his mind far from the present.
Or perhaps not. Time, for a Time Lord, is always relative. The past may as well be the
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