[The video function clicks on to show a bedroom which some people - well, okay, the Master - will recognise as being Mr and Mrs Saxon's room on the Valiant. A few moments later, Lucy moves into frame. Due to personal shallowness timey-wimey business, instead of prison greys and the awful jail haircut, she has the red dress and the disarrayed ( Read more... )

The walls are whispering.

It's quiet, tonight...

I remember.

There were times when it was ever so quiet...we watched the islands of Japan burning

every last little bit gone, everything pointless, every life fading away

and then we saw the ash falling like snow, like a blanket across everything that had died....so very quiet. Like winter.

It doesn't mean that there's....peace ( Read more... )

Where is Harry?

I had to run away...there was so much noise, and burning just like before...everything about to turn to ash...

I lost him.  I can't lose him again.  Where is he?

I think maybe I hurt somebody.  I don't remember.

It's happening again. Don't you see? You must all see it now. The fall of the leader, and the new command, the new master, and the screaming and the fighting and the crying.

The tear in the sky. The children, pouring out of the darkness at the end of the universe. Coming to fly...to burn...to kill.

Then dying. Everything dying. All over again ( Read more... )

I died. But I didn't. It's always like that. Isn't it? That's always the way now. You live, but you don't...whatever you've done, you haven't really done it. There's no point in doing it. Doing anything. The lights go out and people cry and ( Read more... )