He was broken, and he was alone. He wanted to rot in his TARDIS, and shut the whole cosmos out. He didn't want anyone to help him, and he didn't need anyone's pity. Sometimes he feels older than time, but he knows he's not. He's seen races, planets, and even galaxies fall, sometimes at his own hand. He's seen and done things that others could not even imagine nor bear. But here he is, sad, alone, broken, and shattered.
That was until he met her. Someone who could understand his pain, because she had been in situations, in a way, similar to his. He was a complete stranger, yet she took no regard of that fact. She was like him, living in this universe with all these broken stars.
*This is an Eleventh Doctor Fanfic. It follows my own plot, but it will/may contain old stories, memories, flashbacks, and quotes from Doctors Nine through Eleven.*
When I was three, I lost my first tooth. I looked up at my ceiling, slowly falling asleep, excited for what the tooth fairy might bring. I woke up that morning, and found that the tooth fairy brought me a peculiar looking key. I held the strange key, which was warm and vibrated slightly, and felt that someone, somewhere gave this to me for a reason.
I travel now, through time and space with the man I love, finding danger and escaping it. I have met foes I have never thought I would see again, and I have been forced to face the consequences of my past, along with avenging it. This is my story, and this is how it ends.