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The suns rose over the shining towers. The red sky flamed over the city. Dawn was here, the beginning of a new day. Crimson. It was in the grass, the sky, the trees, the robes. The colour of fire, the colour of Gallifrey.
700 years since he'd run, 700 years since he turned his back on those crimson skies. Eleven new faces, adventures, deaths. Eleven times he had tried to die and eleven times he had failed to reconcile the past.
Each new companion, every new world, brought a happiness like no other. Helping others defeat evil no matter what the risk. There was a certain delight in travelling through time and space with the people you loved.
Stepping out of the TARDIS to a dewy morning in an English countryside. The scent of rain on dry earth. It is the most wonderful smell in the universe, the fin
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Funny how life works. One moment you’re sitting content in your bedroom with a laptop in front of you and the next you’re being dragged out of your own home by a lanky man with too much hair and a bow tie.
When he finally stopped running and gave you a moment to catch your breath, you found yourself surrounded by neighbors looking on at the sky with worry in their sleep-deprived eyes. Your gaze wandered up to where theirs’ rested, but you didn’t understand what was wrong until the youngest daughter of the woman three houses down spoke up. Her little voice rang out too loud in the silence. “Where have the stars gone?”
You gasped, eyes widening at the pitch black sky above you.
“It’s just clouds, dear,” the middle-aged man from the pinkish house on the corner reassured her.
In the place of where the stars had been, black sky now existed. Slowly, very slowly, it see