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 P1At first, the Doctor thought it was a brilliant idea. A quiet, peaceful, library in a country town with no aliens or evil genii trying to take over the Earth, and above all, comfy chairs. He walked in, feeling slightly uncomfortable without a companion, and sat down in a sunny, deserted corner towards the back. He smiled at some of the books he saw around him; The Odyssey, The Mayan Code, Angels and Demons, Dracula. Humans always struck him as having such vivid and wonderful imaginations. He took down a pile of books, and began to read.Half an hour later, having chewed through at least 20 books, he sat back in his chair, enjoying the peacef
Living a Dream P2Fenn dragged the Doctor onto the street outside, which was populated by a few shops and a tavern at the end. There was barely anyone around- it was mid-morning on a weekday, so most of the town's population were out doing their respective jobs. Fenn pulled the Doctor down the street until they reached a small, cramped, European-style townhouse, squashed between a tailor's and a bookstore. She unlocked the door quickly, while the Doctor stood sheepishly behind her, wondering what in the world was going on. They stepped quickly through the door, into the dark, cool hallway beyond."Wait in the study; I'll be there in a minute."The Doctor wan
Living a Dream P3Fenn opened the old wooden box, setting out its contents on the desk for the Doctor to see. His eyes grew wider and wider with astonishment as the objects were laid, one by one, before him. He picked them up, wondering how on Earth he couldn't have known about this.First, there was a model TARDIS, almost exactly the same as his own. Next came the figurines- of himself, Rose, Jack, Donna and Martha, all correct down to the clothes they wore. Then there was a toy sonic screwdriver, exactly matching his own, and a t-shirt. He unfolded the shirt, and gasped at the picture painted on it.It was a Dalek, painted red and gazing at him in all of i
Living a Dream P4Hannah clapped her hands excitedly, "Oh, I always wanted to go to the proms! Which one should we go to, Fenn?"The TARDIS throbbed gently around them, a calm green-blue light coming from the glowing centre console. The Doctor walked around the console, flicking switches and levers, pressing buttons, and generally making sure his ship was still in good condition.They had been through the usual "ooh"s and "aah"s that came when a new visitor entered the time machine- though these two girls had seemed surprisingly familiar with the TARDIS interior. Fenn could even name a few of the switches, and Hannah seemed very comfortable in his beaten-up
Twisted LogicWhen you are depressed, just walk backwards.
The Stage of WordsI am a conductor of poetryA guide to untapped verse;I play the strings of literatureAnd with the words converse.The letters swirl around meInk as black as midnight's sun;See the words surround theeLet thy purposed line be run.
I hear rumours...I hear rumours of our creation,they whisper in the night,of fallen gods resplendant intheir shining armour bright.I hear whispers of our beginningthat story yet unsung;the one who knows the bells are ringinghas only just begun.
Skies of DiamondsIf I had the World to giveI'd stay and I would liveSomewhere where the clouds don't cloud up the skies.I'd sit up in a treeAnd I'd live quite happilyBecause I'd see the world as it was meant to be.If the Skies are made of DiamondsAnd the Birds swim in the SeasThen I'll live on an IslandAnd Hug the Bumblebees.Easy for you to say (I know)Armies go to war (You know)Ready to shoot and play (I know, I know)That we can't do anything at all (You know, you know)Have you heard the bells ringing before? (Do you really know at all?)If the sepulchral tones are trueThen summer afternoons we knewAre all we have but these
Vote SaxonVOTE SAXON! ....If you elect us we will:1) Introduce an annoying ringtone into everything to give you your daily irritation dose. You people are too happy. Try being a depressed psycho-maniac like Harold Saxon for a while.2) Bring weird ball-thingy aliens from the future into the past for you to start a universe-wide war! Note: rest of universe MAY fight back. Also, inter-galactic genius (who calls himself the Doctor) may come and destroy all warships.3) Introduce a world-wide satelite phone system for everyday use, with fifteen satelites. Note: will use satelites to spy on all communications world-wide, including top-secret encrypted
Why the Water has WavesLong ago, before living or recorded memory, the Earth was born from a part of the sun. For a long time, the surface of the Earth was made of Fire.Then one day, Water appeared. Water cooled Fire's temper, then tricked him by pushing him underground. So the surface of the Earth was then covered by Water.Sun did not like these new developments. Fire was his brother and Sun didn't want him imprisoned. Sun thought about this long and hard, and eventually decided to dry up Water so that Fire could be free again. But when Sun looked closely he saw that Water had changed the face of Fire. Fire had gone deep within the Earth as his face cooled and
The BumblebeeIf there was a bumblebee on my windowsill,I hope it would be happy and sit there untilSpring came againAnd out flew the wrenThe flowers openedOff flew the bee~ And I was happy.
I am an ignoramusI am quite the typical ignoramus; I know everything, yet I know nothing of the true nature of the Earth and its encompassing universe.
The DoctorNow to test the heart of a man so true... a man of suffering he is, yet enduring through great pain for the sake of others.A man of mystery, to whom no mystery is unsolved, no secret withheld. The meaning of life is no riddle to him, and in his pursuit of his answer to the eternal questions he has lost everything he holds dear, yet gained the honour and respect of the universe. No man is greater than he, yet every man is quicker to admit it than he. So humble... the day he would surrender to his demons is a terrible day for all. He has lost everything, but he has also gained everything. No other soul knows the raw and undeniable t
Poetic lonelinessI stand on this Earth of Majesty,One of many, yet I stand alone.Seeing what others fail to,Thinking what others refuse to,Knowing what none other knows.Gnaritas Onus Est.
To be lost."I suppose I did love, once. But that was a long time ago. I have lost it since then.""But how can you lose love?"He looked at me with those deep, sinking eyes."Through pain, torture, Death."He added as an afterthought."And many things worse than that."
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