Rose Tyler is twenty-five when the Bad Wolf stirs.
It comes to her in dreams mostly. Yellow eyes staring back into hers, rough fur sliding across her skin and low growls mingling with her screams.
Her mum finds her in the kitchen in the darkest hour before dawn and softly kisses her forehead.
“Can’t sleep?” she asks softly.
“No,” Rose murmurs
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Very well done, but I want to cry now. Which is, again, well done for you, but, POOR DOCTOR!!! AND POOR ROSE!!!!
Congrats! Thanks for sharing.
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Sorry for all the ow's...
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Very different, but very, very VERY good.
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Out of all the truly heartbreaking lines in this - the last one, of course, being simply, violently beautiful in its awfulness - the bit that got me was:
It even takes the fading memories of her grandfather and the way his cigarrete ---
Such a small detail in terms of what we saw on the show, but these memories make Rose a full, complete person and then that is precisely what is being ripped away from her...
Well done. You broke my brain. ;)
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Thank you so much!
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