When we were young, we were taught to wish upon a star, that our hopes and dreams would come to true. A shooting star held our future, our pain, all we aspired to be. But unbeknownst to us, those stars were already dying, on an inevitable journey to oblivion. Shining brightly for the whole universe, just to burn into nothing. Throughout all of this, they exude the most beautiful glow for thousands of years after. What we don't know is what happens after death, even for the stars. Do they become anything after their fall? Or is it all wishful thinking? - Doctor Who x OC. 9th-11th.