Through the mirror, she watched.
With delight, she saw him raise the two wires, bring them closer together and…
The Doctor stopped. “Do I have that right?”
Blast. She nearly had him in her realm, and now the moment was passed.
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From the monthly archives:
August 1999
Despair had been trying to ensnare her nemesis for aeons. Now she had hit on the perfect plan. A quick manipulation of a backwards little planet (whose inhabitants were far too up themselves for her liking) and the plan was in place. How ironic — that the bringer of hope would trap himself in her realm by his own hand…
