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donutsweeper) wrote2008-03-25 11:10 pm
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It's Only Castles Burning
Title: It's Only Castles Burning
Pairing/Warning/Rating: None, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: The Doctor ponders the price paid to end the Time War
Author's Note: Thanks to
_medley_ for the title. My first entry into the
paliphrase bronze challenge
Pairing/Warning/Rating: None, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: The Doctor ponders the price paid to end the Time War
Author's Note: Thanks to
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It occurred to him that it should matter. It should bother him. There should be some part of him that screamed at the injustice of it all. But he felt nothing. He just sat in the TARDIS watching it all turn to ash and smoke.
The war was over. The conflict done.
Finis.
Somewhere a fat lady sang. Not here. No one was left to sing here.
Gallifrey was gone. No more Time Lords.
But the Daleks were exterminated. Erased from time and space.
Was it an even trade? His people for the Daleks?
Now there’s just him.
Empty.
Alone.
The war was over. The conflict done.
Finis.
Somewhere a fat lady sang. Not here. No one was left to sing here.
Gallifrey was gone. No more Time Lords.
But the Daleks were exterminated. Erased from time and space.
Was it an even trade? His people for the Daleks?
Now there’s just him.
Empty.
Alone.
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