Empty Space And Points Of Light
Title: Empty Space And Points Of Light
Chapter: Prologue
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters/Pairings: Ninth Doctor, River song. The Doctor/River Song. (There will be other character and pairings at the story develops, for now though... Spoilers!)
Disclaimer: Not mine
Spoilers: None
A/N: *Dusts off cobwebs* Not writen a multi-chapter fic in a loooong time. Got the first three part done as well as the ending... sort of. I love Nine/River, but need your help, PLEASE. Pretty please, send me PROMPTS for this pairing, I'll try my very best to fill every single one :)
.DW.
We are all made of atoms... and what are atoms, but empty space and points of light? The Alchemists understood this as fire, and learned that the fiery body can be consumed and made again, like the Phoenix from the ashes. Oh, yes, we can all be consumed and made again.
- Tanglewreck by Jeanette Winterson.
PROLOGUE
This is not the end.
In the data core her life ends in a series of disintegrating pixels and raw mathematical data. The relief that at last the torment is over isn’t astounding. She doesn’t grieve the end. River Song just lets go, she falls.
And this is not the beginning.
This time round the dawning of life does not commence in a mother’s womb or with the starburst of regeneration, but in a cold tank in an unfamiliar room, her body not yet fully formed and dancing with pain. River Song comes to howling at the violation of being reborn.
It is a continuation.
Gradually the new world she finds herself in begins to solidify and soften as does her body. She still shrinks away from the slightest touch, from the blinding white that cuts sharply into her rest, but she fights to hide these signs of vulnerability. Bit by bit she grows stronger until finally she opens her eyes.
TBC
Chapter: Prologue
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters/Pairings: Ninth Doctor, River song. The Doctor/River Song. (There will be other character and pairings at the story develops, for now though... Spoilers!)
Disclaimer: Not mine
Spoilers: None
A/N: *Dusts off cobwebs* Not writen a multi-chapter fic in a loooong time. Got the first three part done as well as the ending... sort of. I love Nine/River, but need your help, PLEASE. Pretty please, send me PROMPTS for this pairing, I'll try my very best to fill every single one :)
.DW.
We are all made of atoms... and what are atoms, but empty space and points of light? The Alchemists understood this as fire, and learned that the fiery body can be consumed and made again, like the Phoenix from the ashes. Oh, yes, we can all be consumed and made again.
- Tanglewreck by Jeanette Winterson.
PROLOGUE
This is not the end.
In the data core her life ends in a series of disintegrating pixels and raw mathematical data. The relief that at last the torment is over isn’t astounding. She doesn’t grieve the end. River Song just lets go, she falls.
And this is not the beginning.
This time round the dawning of life does not commence in a mother’s womb or with the starburst of regeneration, but in a cold tank in an unfamiliar room, her body not yet fully formed and dancing with pain. River Song comes to howling at the violation of being reborn.
It is a continuation.
Gradually the new world she finds herself in begins to solidify and soften as does her body. She still shrinks away from the slightest touch, from the blinding white that cuts sharply into her rest, but she fights to hide these signs of vulnerability. Bit by bit she grows stronger until finally she opens her eyes.
TBC