Oncoming Storms 144.4 Five Things
Five 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
150.3 Writing
Write a story in no more than 140 characters.
The only way to survive him was to be the one who left first, to never be left behind. So she took care to always be the one to say goodbye.
Muse: River Song
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 31
The only way to survive him was to be the one who left first, to never be left behind. So she took care to always be the one to say goodbye.
Muse: River Song
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 31
Oncoming Storms 46.1 Quote
"Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Others stay for a while and leave footprints on our minds and hearts and we are never the same." ~Anonymous
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99.2 Mun
99.2 Mun: What are your favourite parts of your character's canon?
( Here may be Spoilers )
Muse: River Song
Word Count: 321
Rating: G
( Here may be Spoilers )
Muse: River Song
Word Count: 321
Rating: G
Forest of the Dead
( 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
Professor 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.