Pairing: Eleven/Rose
Rating: PG
Length: 690 words
Disclaimer: Not mine. Alas.
Prompt:
"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all."
-Emily Dickinson
Originally prompted for the Doctor/Rose fixathon.
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Oh it never stopped. That voice. That inkling. That song in the back of his mind, in the depths of his soul, in the nooks and crannies of his heart. (You could still have her). )
Comments 2
THIS FIC. THIS BIT. THIS.
I mean, just the simple repetition of that sentence, you could still have her, fucking hits me where it hurts the best and leaves me speechless. This is poetry in motion. The Doctor loving Rose so much it sings to him, still, still still still, always always always and OH, I JUST LOVE IT. And god when he imagines what ( ... )
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