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Finished Kissing My DeathSpoilers for "The Angels Take Manhattan"Finished Kissing My Death by vertigoevie
The days and nights in the TARDIS following the Ponds' departure were slow. The hours seemed forever endless; time ticked too slowly. Soon, everything became blurred. They had to keep moving on, keep walking, keep running, the two of them. The Doctor and River Song, never stopping long enough.
River stayed with the Doctor for a few weeks, holed up in a room somewhere in the back reaches of the TARDIS, typing away at Melody Malone. The tears fell freely as she neared the end of the book. The pain was still fresh in her mind and in her heart. She cried, but silently.
And every time she decided to take a break and step out of the room, she wiped away the tears and waited for the red in her eyes to disappear before walking out and putting on a smile for the Doctor. The last thing the Time Lord needed was to see someone, especially her, crying.
The Doctor didn't stop running. He kept flying the TARDIS off to distant lands, having adv
Break the Chains that Bind[It's you're sad reality]Break the Chains that Bind by vertigoevie
[It's your messed up family tree]
One week. Seven days.
It's been one week since the fall of the empire, the death of Palpatine, the death of a Skywalker. A pilot so unrivaled in the skies. It should be a happy week in the wake of newly found freedom, but to the Alliance leaders it has been a hectic one as they scramble to collect what they can of the dead, to organize a new council that will temporarily lead the New Republic, to send word to the farthest reaches of the galaxies and to locate political prisoners lucky enough to have only been exiled.
It also meant that Luke's status as the last remaining trained Jedi was more important than ever as Mon Mothma called upon his skills. It left Luke exhausted after returning to a partially restored Coruscant every night.
But even then, the hours where Luke wasn't being called into an Alliance meeting, being briefed or debriefed, sleeping or eating, he was training much to the dismay of hi
MotB - The Beast Within Ch42MotB - The Beast Within Ch42 by tankgirly
The Beast Within
Chapter FortyTwo The Back Passage.
Leela rubbed her temple, trying to contain the throbbing pain tremor through her skull. The nagging hunger had returned. She had quietly cast the refraining spell the hathran had given her in Ashenwood a few times now, had secretly hoped the craving wouldn't manifest to the horrific level by the time they actually entered the ruin. The air genasi sighed, and looked at the guards in front of them with annoyance.
"I am sorry, you two will have to enlighten me. What exactly do you want us to do again?" Said the druid.
The two brute looking hagspawns guarding the door did not respond, instead they were roaring with laughter and made the most ridiculous gagging sounds she had ever heard in her life. Slab with muscle, those two kinsmen were enormous and looked nothing like Gannayev. Their eyes were about the size of duck eggs, bloodshot, bulged outward, like they were about to fall out from the sockets, and usual
Nothing More than ApathyHe always visited Morgana, no matter how much she hated him. It was quite a lot too, seeing as she always remembered and didn't need a trigger. The first time he came to her, she'd pushed him away and lashed out at him with her magic. Then she called the guards on him, with her being Queen of a Frankish region and all. He'd escaped of course, but not before leaving her a bracelet –identical to the one Morgause had gave her.Nothing More than Apathy by vertigoevie
She'd never admit it, but Morgana wore that bracelet all throughout that life.
Sometimes Gwen would pop up here and there as a commoner. It didn't suit her though, not with her royal background. Merlin always treated her as royalty though. They were the best of friends but he never asked her about the past because she never remembered. It was safer and calmer for her that way. And if she remembered then Merlin would brush it off until Gwen was completely sure the flashes of memories were real. Then she'd try to be cross until she burst out laughing and envelop
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