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4xRomana RequestThe Doctor was lay on the floor under the TARDIS controls reattaching some wires, he tied the little strands of copper wiring together and a small spark came of the attached wires, "That's working" announced The Doctor to no-one in particular. Romana who must have been there the whole time leant down and asked "What's working?" she asked innocently, The Doctor jumped at being startled and bashed his head on the top of the controls, he fell to the floor again clutching his head. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry" asked Romana helping The Doctor up, The Doctor pulled his hand away from his head and there was a small amount of blood. Romana held The Doctors arm and carried him to the chair in the corner of the console room "Now come on let me see that" said Romana as The Doctor sat down. The Doctor pulled his hand away to see the wound, Romana brought a cloth from her pocket and started cleaning the wound "You should be more careful" said Romana and The Doctor winced. "You should be
Ashes Of Gallifrey
Running across the wasteland that I had once called home. Claws digging deep into the desert of the nevermore. Running blinded by tears, charging through the ashes of the dead. I braved a look behind me at a corpse stripped of its flesh still pleading for mercy. I was horrified and shocked; I span my head around just in time to see me run straight into a Dalek. Knocked to the ground I spat the ashes from my mouth. I looked up into the shadow descending upon me that evoked only death. Its head span around awkwardly its single blue eye flickering. It tried to speak but only mechanical clicks escaped its metal coffin.
Its sucker arm sparked setting the plunger on fire. I seized my chance and squeezed around it, brushing my fur against the bumps on its casing. I kept running with my head squarely forewords, my antennas feeling charred remains of corpses flick past in the breeze. I leaped over a staff, its user buried deep in its ashy coffin. A single blue bolt zoomed past my ear lightly ch
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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