Edited as of 12/04/14 to read easier and actually look better. I'd like to think my writing has improved since I first uploaded this. Read Review, Enjoy!


On a planet far, far away. In a time way in the future, a life is coming to an end. It is an old life, a life that is filled with experience and a life that has gone on for much too long. It is time to fulfill the legends. The legend of the Face of Boe.

The room is dusty and silent. All that can be heard is the slow dripping as the containment fluid slowly drains away to who knows where. A small group of people gather.

Around the source. It is a tiny group, pitifully small for those who have the honour of witnessing the death of such a majestic creature. One man kneels, head bowed in sorrow over his dying friend. His eyes are heavy and full of sorrow as he realises that despite his past, despite his reputation, there is nothing he can do.

He half heartedly pleads with The Face of Boe, trying in vain to keep him alive. He always comes up with last minute plans, this one's just a little late. He starts slightly, head jerking in surprise as the other member of the gathering speaks up.

"You know" she began "It is said that The Face of Boe will speak his final secret to a traveller"

Her furry ears twitch as she registers a deep, croaky breath. The time is nigh. Soon her duty as caretaker will be over and she will find a new purpose. Her heart breaks as she listens to the conversation between the old friends.

"I have seen so much, perhaps too much" The Face begins "I am the last of my kind as you are the last of yours Doctor"

He smiles indulgently as The Doctor renews his pleas but remains adament in his descision. It is time. He has lived too long and he is weary. Slowly he draws a deep breath, his last breath. The air seems to change. In his minds eye he sees all of time and space flash before him. His eyes catch on a planet at the end of the universe then soar back, back in time until they alight on a castle that pulses. He knows what must be said, and as he figures it out he has always known. It has been written across the cosmos in a language known only to those with the gift since before time began and long after it has ended. He smiles and breathes out.

"Know this Time Lord. You are not alone"


Always remember and never forget, I do not own Doctor Who or Harry Potter which is probably for the best!