Pantone 2955c- TARDIS BLUE

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Thank you for deciding to entrust your time with my story. . At the moment im on a Doctor/Matt Smith  kick and decided to put my love to good use and share with you an interesting set of stories and adventures for the Who fandom. It is the story of a girl who only knows average but dreams of fantasy, and a time lord who thirsts for a new form of affection. 

The Doctor belongs to the beloved BBC, Charlotte the companion belongs to me. The adventures are original and my own. Now get in the bloody TARDIS.

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The safety of her bed had never been so comforting and so utterly impending at the same time. The little unique folds tracing the patterns her body made in the sheets from all the nights of restlessness. Each grove a new night terror as thoughts of her looming future invaded her mind, rendering her immobile. The routine was always the same as she hunted for the rest her body yearned for.  

The routine was always the same for him. Once death had found him his fragile form gave way and transformed, bringing light to an entirely new entity. Constantly a slave to the preserving particles laced in his genes. A golden aura encompassed the collapsed figure as the transformation reached its final stages; rewiring the genetics and rebuilding his personality. In this brilliant defense against death the fate was always the same: new body, new purpose, new friends, old memories in tact. This process left the man with two hearts a broken mess, weaned off of love and attachments at the fear of losing all that was held dear. Except something was different this go around, proving not all routines had to comply with the fabric of destiny.

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