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Oncoming Storms 144.4 Five Things
Aug. 31st, 2010 10:04 pmFive Secrets: I took a PostSecret-esque stab at this...
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Muse: River Song
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 94
( WhoSecrets )
Muse: River Song
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 94
Forest of the Dead
Nov. 5th, 2008 10:36 am( Cut for Length/Spoilers )
She came back to awareness kneeling in damp grass, a breeze on her
face cooling skin that felt chapped and burnt. She saw spots when she
opened her eyes. Spots that danced and darkened and merged into
shapes. Trees. A lake.
She started to laugh.
"Impossible man!"
She came back to awareness kneeling in damp grass, a breeze on her
face cooling skin that felt chapped and burnt. She saw spots when she
opened her eyes. Spots that danced and darkened and merged into
shapes. Trees. A lake.
She started to laugh.
"Impossible man!"
Introduction - River Song
Aug. 8th, 2008 04:49 pmProfessor River Song, archaeologist. Please, no wisecracks, I promise I've heard them all.
In any case I'm not one of those stuffy bookish types you find crawling all over University's or bumbling about archaeological sites. I am an adventurer in the realm of ideas, and I have pitched my camp at a crossroads: the intersection of science and history.
Occasionally I am not alone. There's a man, an impossible man, and blue box and any 'when' that takes our fancy. But frequently I am alone. There's no one except my graduate students and my memories.
Makes life interesting never knowing what or who is around the corner. Makes it an adventure.
In any case I'm not one of those stuffy bookish types you find crawling all over University's or bumbling about archaeological sites. I am an adventurer in the realm of ideas, and I have pitched my camp at a crossroads: the intersection of science and history.
Occasionally I am not alone. There's a man, an impossible man, and blue box and any 'when' that takes our fancy. But frequently I am alone. There's no one except my graduate students and my memories.
Makes life interesting never knowing what or who is around the corner. Makes it an adventure.
