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Joy Ride"See, Fenn! I told you so!" grinned Eleven cheekily, pointing at a huge T-Rex.
Fenn sighed, "You just wanted to say that, didn't you?"
Eleven ignored her and just kept running about excitedly, gasping in admiration at all the different species of dinosaur he could see from the hill where the TARDIS had landed. Amy stepped out tentatively, "Urgh. What's that smell?"
Fenn grinned back at her, "That would be the dinosaur package that the Doctor landed the TARDIS next to."
"Oh," said Amy, pulling a face that made Fenn chuckle. Rory poked his head out too, "Whoa. Look at those trees, Amy- they're huge!"
A giant, scaly foot fell in the middle
Living a Dream P21The Doctor looked at Fenn, shocked, "How did you know that?"
Fenn rolled her eyes, "The show, Doctor."
He looked at her almost imploringly, "Fenn, you seem to know my life inside out, but I don't even know what century you were born in. How can I trust you?"
Fenn looked at him, as if judging him worthy of her darkest secret. She nodded, "I suppose you deserve an explanation. Can we discuss this somewhere private?"
Fenn nodded, "Rather than out here... where exactly is here?"
"Torchwood," the Doctor answered, "The storage levels; all nine of them."
Fenn grinned, "My legs certainly know it."
They walked back over to the TA
Old Eyes, Old HeartsThe little girl followed the man as he walked through the silent library's children's section, watching him with interest. He seemed irrational, mad. He was talking to himself, waving a green light around, tapping walls. But she didn't mind. He seemed friendly enough. And it was dark in the library- the monsters live in the dark.
She could feel them peering at her from around corners, behind the countless rows of books on either side, watching her. The sun was setting early, for it was winter, and it was getting very dark. The girl drew closer to the man, feeling a slight comfort in his presence, in his altogether thereness. She stepped besi
Living a Dream P20Fenn opened her eyes.
The first thing that registered was her headache. It felt like a porcupine had decided to play water polo in her brain fluid. She shut her eyes again, but that didn't help, so she decided to at least try to figure out where she was.
The second thing she registered was a ceiling. It wasn't particularly interesting, as far as ceilings go. It was concrete, smooth, and unpainted, like something underground. The thought occurred to her that she was in a bunker. But the complete absence of the sound of people in the room seemed to contradict that theory. Scratch that.
She looked further around; the walls were all made of co
Living a Dream P19The energy spread across Fenn's chest in shockwaves as they deployed the paddles. There was an electric crackle of static in the air as the artron energy flowed from the TARDIS and back again. Gwen was surprise at how still Fenn was- she didn't convulse or twitch in the way that people do when they're being shocked by a normal defibrillator. If it weren't for her blood stained shirt and the blue, crackling energy enveloping her, Gwen would have said she was sleeping.
The Doctor and Owen held the paddles in place for three minutes, letting the energy pass through. The Doctor caught Owen's eye and cried, "And... off!" They lifted the paddles,
glass in the tidegradac, croatia; summer.
it is a town climbed up from the sea:
a salt hymn, an exhalation, a brightly calcified
spray. the houses here are overgrown
as wildflowers, paths like tiny winding veins
sprung alive between them. from my balcony i watch
the sun crest slowly into afternoon,
and mothers lead their children
down stone slopes, arterial pull
to the water. by the shore,
vendors sell bottles of olive oil, salt,
sage, gathering up anything with the taste
of what mystery inhabits the air—brimming over
the glass lips, a curving kind of joy,
the whole earth, a bowl of it.
at night, my uncle drinks beer
and i drink wine. he watches
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