Just a little fic. Because there is no point to life if not for heaven.
At the very end of Time, well after the failure of Utopia, there is a box. It is small and would be of no consequence if not for the fact that it is the last occupied dwelling in the galaxy. Perhaps the universe.
"Getting a bit late, isn't it?" The speaker is thin and blonde. He
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And my favourite line of all? 'It is quiet in the Master's head, and the Doctor can finally stop running.' Waaaahhhh.....
Thank you so much for sharing. I'm amazed this doesn't have any other comments; this ficlet deserves to be read, IMHO.
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It's so very sad, yet beautiful. It speaks of the end, but is hopeful all the same. You show us the Doctor and the Master who finally found peace together and it is amazing. And the atmosphere is fairytale-like. Really, really, I love it.
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