I wish I could drift off like everyone else instead of being awake at the dead of night. Oh no, the silence doesn't haunt me, it's the meaningless echoes that form in my mind. I wish I didn't feel so insignificant seeing as I'm not fully alone. I do have the voices. But to be frank, no matter what I wish, I'll still be stuck in this god forsaken cycle with darkness as my companion.

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

a journal of some sorts. a.j.

Terra is dying, when a strange man in a blue box comes to comfort her. One moment she has no idea who he is, and the next she remembers - she's known the Doctor her whole life. And he's going to make sure she's never alone.