At the age of eight, I was taken to stare into the Untempered Schism, a gap in the fabric of time and space. It's part of a Time Lord initiation ceremony. Look into the Vortex. Prove you're one of us. And it went on and on, staring into eternity, looking at everything, somehow. I couldn't look away, they wouldn't let me yet, no, but I couldn't. It
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