The Never Ending River.

River Song has left the library, River Song has been saved.

How fabulous, my brilliant Doctor, I knew he'd know what to do, although come to think of it the additional 'accidental' misplacement of my Screwdriver and Diary must have helped a little.

I wonder where that brilliant man is now? Probably orbiting stars in that TARDIS of his, or breaking some hearts (probably his own)!

Oh I miss him so much although the man I gave my final goodbye to was a stranger he wasn't my Doctor. His eyes told the truth as soon as I saw that pretty boy in the library I just knew. His eyes were full of confusion he had no clue of who I was, although I left him with a good first/last impression. If I'd have gave the final goodbye to my Doctor, it would have most probably ended with a painful slap finished by a, 'sweetie x'.

I gave my life for his future, I couldn't bare to loose him but the times we had were unforgettable. He saved me to the biggest library in the universe, where I'd live out the rest of my days, regeneration free, in a heavenly data cloud surrounded by visions of my past.

There's not a great sense of 'time' here I never seem to grow tired and there's no sunset, you might say it's timeless. However judging by my broken Vortex Manipulator I think I've been here for around 3 months now. When I was first uploaded I was surrounded by digital versions of my archeologist crew

after a short time they all glitched and faded along with the scenery and building.

I have been living for a while in a blank white space the only way I keep myself occupied is to replay memories of my past. I have no desire to eat and my body doesn't change at all.

The visions of my past usually include my time with The Doctor. I watch him flailing around infront of that console, arms flying everywhere. 'GERONIMOOO!' I hear him scream as he swings around grabbing my wrist. I remember constantly stumbling around as we're tossed from side to side before I put the stabalizers on. 'Now its boring' I imagine him sarcastically remarking as I raise an eyebrow to give him the I'm always right look.

I sometimes think of Amy my poor mother, it was horrific the way she died. That was the last time she'd ever see me but I stayed strong for him. The Doctor lost his bestfriend who understood him so deeply and besides it wasn't the last time I'd ever see her.

My most regular memory is of my final day with The Doctor, with my Doctor. He took me to the singing towers of Durilium. It was a beautiful night, we sat on a grass verge overlooking the burgandy gorge set before the gigantic, melodic, deep purple towers, our backs warmed from the cold by the cushoning firey heat coming through the open TARDIS doors. I turned my head to him as he caught me in the corner of his eye; he half turned to me with an awkward smile as I shed a tear for I knew it was the end of our time together, that my Doctor would soon leave me. 'Hey, what's up River' 'Oh nothing, I'm fine; really Doctor I'm fine' I reply half weeping the sentence. The Doctor knew when to shut up in my presence! We just sat there for what seemed an eternity just listening to the beautiful melody flowing through the wind rushing along the peaks.

Every now and then I'd drift out of my indulgent memories to find myself in the strange blank digital reality. I questioned my existence and it often frustrated me to think of my future and if the torment of nothing would ever end. Once in a while I'd walk, just walk. I had no method of transport and if I did, nowhere to go and as I mentioned I never grew tired. So I'd walk but however far I went I saw no difference. Apart from the odd time I'd see a bright light which was hard to notice and pick out from the all surrounding white. I tried so many times to reach it but it would fade. Sometimes what felt like days would pass until the light apeared other times they'd be seconds apart. So many times I'd reach it but then it would disappear infront of me.

I grew extremely frustrated and depressed as time, sort of, passed. 'River get a grip' I'd remember The Doctor saying. I thought of what he'd do in my situation (with the absence of his TARDIS) he'd make a thing, (it's better than a plan!) So I thought and thought, with nothing else to distract me I came up with the solution that I could run at the light, so I did! Every light I saw I ran, it was working I started to make out a shape to the light a reapearing tare shape then it hit me! It was the cracks in time. 'Finally!' I yelled outloud with no expectation of reply. Something real something familar. I knew how dangerous it was but it was my closest chance to seeing The Doctor again, to seeing life again so I went for it.

A small period of time passed until I saw a crack, I felt my hearts pound and the adrenalin kick in. I pulled up my white dress from the floor slightly and ran towards it the fastest I could trying to keep it from disappearing. This time it was working, time slowed the bright white was fading to a dark brown, I felt my body become heavier even though I was floating. I heard a large crackling sound that filled my ears and I was gone from the white hell and my eyes were open.