The Doctor's voice reaches me through a veil of darkness. There is nothing around me, no other sound. All I am aware of is that I'm cold all over, far colder than I've ever been. I can't see him, but I hear him. His words are crisp and clear, telling me to what?
He says it again. Remember.
I've been getting that a lot lately.
An image of the thing that looks like a snake appears amidst the black. Its paper-thin skin and clear innards and razor-sharp teeth frightens me a little more now because I feel like it's closer than just a picture in my mind. I feel like it's real.
I feel like it's standing right in front of me.
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The Time of Change
FanfictionThere are some people who seem destined for greatness. There are others who seem stuck on the path of failure. For most of her life, Annalise Song felt as if she was the unhappy median between the two: bound to be nothing more than mediocre and soli...
