The Sound of Madness

by Amethyst Princess 27

Drums. That’s what the Master hears. They never stop, they never give in- they are relentless. It’s one of the only things that he knows will always remain: the Doctor, and the drums. Forever. Master centric drabble.

Drums. Continuous drums. The drum's beating never ended. It never stopped. Never Paused. Never let him alone. Not even for an instant.

Doctor. The Doctor. The Doctor's meddling never ended. He never stopped. Never paused. Never let him alone. Not even for an instant.

They were alike in effect. They both tormented the Master day by day, year by year, eon by eon, century by century...on every planet.

They never gave him a moment's peace, no peace at all.

Peace? He thought. There was no peace for him… Why should anyone else have it?

With that The Master was born.