Doctor Who Drabble

Dec 01, 2009 01:36

I restarted an incredible and slightly frightening obsession again with the Doctor over break, and in between freaking out about this week's batch of papers, I watched a ton, so I wrote up a little drabble, if only to channel some of that DW energy out so I could actually focus on school. Because this show makes me very emotionally charged, apparently.

I don't have many DW fans on the flist, but I'm not sure if I want to post this on fanfiction yet, so it's going to live here for a while. Also, my computer is weird lately, and I don't want it to eat it while I'm sleeping.

Title: After Her
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word count: 100



The silence kills him.

His feet are too quiet. The echoes he hears aren’t from inside the Tardis, they’re from elsewhere, so far away now, only in his head. So he stomps, to see if he can make enough noise for two.

He can’t.

He’d only wanted company. Someone he could talk to, who would listen, even if they didn’t understand. It would be better, infinitely more bearable, Just to have someone waiting when he turned around.

But there’s no one, and the TARDIS really is so much bigger inside; he feels so small here now.

And so, so tired.

Now, off to bed so I can get through tomorrow.

TTFN

the right kind of doctor, teh scribbles

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