Final Transmission

May 04, 2008 21:58

If they so choose to turn him against me, then so be it.

They will burn.

Bloody Gallifrey, sweet, beautiful planet...

It's memories are vile and corrupt. It's sickening, disgusting.

Time Lords and their pathetic laws, rules.

Insanity.

Oh, they wanted the best but I want a war. They want their blood, want to see the glorious fall of those who gave them birth. Want to wish death upon such a famed nation.

Time travel will not save them.

Time will hand them their lives destroyed on a silver platter, no less.

It begun here, on Gallifrey. Many dawns and dusks passed, my imperfect equal and I witnessing every last one.

It began with him and with him it will end.

And the drumming will cease.
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