Fics for 2015 #033 ~ Confracta aeternitates (Eternities Shattered)
TITLE: Confracta aeternitates (Eternities Shattered)
AUTHOR:
kerkevik_2014
WORD COUNT: 100;
FANDOM: Doctor Who;
CHARACTERS: Clara (multiple versions of same)
RATING: PG-13;
A/N: This was written for
clarahow at
femslash100.
The Clara here is envisaged with limited knowledge of the character(s) as portrayed on a show I've not watched a new episode of since the midway point of S6 (of the new incarnation).
I'm working through ideas on how to get from Matt Smith's (in my whoniverse) 'Twelfth' Doctor to my intended next incarnation who, in my head canon, will be played and inspired by ( http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0815317/?ref_=nv_sr_1).
My original inspiration for this came from this gif that clarahow posted.
That starting thought had to be cut from the version I finally posted but will play, periodically, in my head until that new Doctor arrives on the page. This drabble is definitely part of that process though but, as yet, my muse in her wisdom, has not yet chosen to enlighten me.
Clara stared at... herself?
Much older, but the same.
There were the tiny scars, as if made by the old glass.
Her echo shifted, no her hands twitched; twisting as if desperate to hold a weapon.
'You need to go,' a voice splintered.
Hers?
'For we to live,' it shattered.
Clara's world shifted through her.
A blade swept down from nowhere.
Screaming, the blades deafened her as they clashed.
She? pushed the death blow away with her own blade and, horror-struck, struck through her own shoulder blade.
Clara dropped the blade; stupified, she watched as she ran for The Doctor.
May the Goddess watch over us all,
Kerk TehKek
AUTHOR:
kerkevik_2014
WORD COUNT: 100;
FANDOM: Doctor Who;
CHARACTERS: Clara (multiple versions of same)
RATING: PG-13;
A/N: This was written for
clarahow at
femslash100.
The Clara here is envisaged with limited knowledge of the character(s) as portrayed on a show I've not watched a new episode of since the midway point of S6 (of the new incarnation).
I'm working through ideas on how to get from Matt Smith's (in my whoniverse) 'Twelfth' Doctor to my intended next incarnation who, in my head canon, will be played and inspired by ( http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0815317/?ref_=nv_sr_1).
My original inspiration for this came from this gif that clarahow posted.
That starting thought had to be cut from the version I finally posted but will play, periodically, in my head until that new Doctor arrives on the page. This drabble is definitely part of that process though but, as yet, my muse in her wisdom, has not yet chosen to enlighten me.
Clara stared at... herself?
Much older, but the same.
There were the tiny scars, as if made by the old glass.
Her echo shifted, no her hands twitched; twisting as if desperate to hold a weapon.
'You need to go,' a voice splintered.
Hers?
'For we to live,' it shattered.
Clara's world shifted through her.
A blade swept down from nowhere.
Screaming, the blades deafened her as they clashed.
She? pushed the death blow away with her own blade and, horror-struck, struck through her own shoulder blade.
Clara dropped the blade; stupified, she watched as she ran for The Doctor.
May the Goddess watch over us all,
Kerk TehKek