Phantom Limb
By SMYGO4EVA
Immortality...
An unachievable concept, yet not impossible.
Everything has the natural order, where people live on, and after a lifetime, they would pass on to the next life, that life called death.
There was always regeneration for the Doctor, where one existence draws to a close, and another life begins.
A new face, a new form, and by chance new companions to venture new territories alongside him.
It would be called immortality, if one can say that.
There were always the memories that kept coming back, calling out to the Doctor, backward dreams of events predetermined and what has been seared onto the so-called heart that he possesses.
Another life for him was always a phantom reality, where one has to end so the other would begin, be brought forth.
A residual vestige was won after every regeneration, ghost pains of the past not forgotten, and dreams that would soon become reality for him, repeated only after to be not a dream.
It would be somewhere else, inside a new eternity for the Doctor.
What has been repeating for him would not be a dream, but what was once a part of him – a vestigial reminder of the past….
…a phantom limb from so long ago.