As The Sun Fades

As The Sun Fades

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WpMetadataReadComplete Fri, Jan 3, 2014<5 mins
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Doctor Who
Where had they gone wrong? What had been the point where the fate of her planet had been sealed along with hers? She didn't know, neither did he - but they both knew the planet would burn. She couldn't bear to leave her home behind to escape, and he couldn't bear to lose her. Their time was counted by a clock that was running out of ticks - but sometimes forever, was only just a moment. → A Doctor Who Short Story ←
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