July 19, 1999
Destiny casts no shadow as he walks through his garden. His blind eyes read every page of the book chained to his arms. He knows he should not express opinion on the truths therein, but feels a thrill as the one known as The Doctor appears once more within its pages. He frowns. Surely not…? […]
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July 8, 1999
He sat on the bridge between the Dreaming and her own realm when she found him, thin and blond this time. “Hello,” he beamed. “I don’t believe we’ve met.” But when she smiled, he remembered and his face fell. “Oh. You. Does that mean I’m… Are you going to…?” “Maybe one day, but not today.” […]
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