Sticky. That's the first thing he feels when he steps out of the TARDIS. Stickyness under his feet. It wasn't so sticky at first, just cushy. Now it's sticky ( Read more... )

A man appears in the distance, walking with the aid of a cane. In the distance, perhaps just a little, you can hear the traces of a stirring theme. He advances, looking around. No, advances is not the correct word - the obviously old man strides. And he is also, just as obviously, soaking wet ( Read more... )