I've finally given in to my urges to write Whofic and to try that story prompt where you shuffle your music playlist and write a story based on the title of the first song that plays. Caution: ficlets range from dark and angsty to silly and fluffy. Will probably end up using most of, if not all of, the Doctors, but I expect to have a lot of 10, maybe some 4, 9, and 8. Because 8 is great, oh look I made a rhyme! Okay, enough. I don't want the author's notes to be longer than the ficlet.
Song: "Burning Homestead" – Star Wars: A New Hope soundtrack, composed by John Williams.
Doctor: 8 or 9
The device was ready, all that he had to do was activate it and the Last Great Time War would be over, with no victory for anyone. He felt numb; there was no use in arguing with himself any more. It had to be done, and he was the only one who could do it. His hands closed over the lever and started to push it down. A thought came into his mind of the small estate he'd purchased so long ago, before he'd even begun thinking about leaving Gallifrey.
I was going to go out and live by myself, out on the borders of the wastelands, he thought, but I never actually got around to moving. I wanted to be alone and thought that would be the best way, the life of a country hermit on a homestead in the middle of nowhere. That'll never happen now, my little house with its windows and garden and a bench beneath that old silver-leafed tree. It'll burn, and nobody will ever live there.
The lever clicked into place and Gallifrey died.
