Post Voyage of the Damned
He had stood, door to the Tardis held open, waiting for the final snow to fall. He would then, of course, be returning to a familiar and always welcome other-life. One that was so foreign to everything else that lived and breathed air, a life of mystery, fun and often, full-blown terror. And how he loved it.
It was fast,
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Bright blessings,
Amy
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