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Hey! Quick drabble I'd meant to post quite a while ago, and sort of... forgot about. So, popping in to let people know that Togas and Tealeaves has not been abandoned... it just needs to wait until I've finished the extraordinarily busy time of Grade 12. So, perhaps an update after the end of this term? I'll try for it. But know this: I promise, it will be completed.
Anyway, here's something I thought up after talking with a friend about the then-recent Journey's End episode.
Enjoy!
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Time was one of those funny things that could be even more expansive than the universe itself. While the universe, the expansion of the cosmos, was always in a fixed, constant state, much like the nature of matter in it, time was only sometimes in a comparably fixed state.
Time could also be in a state of flux. As he'd once said, time was a ball... wibbly, wobbly... somewhat indescribable in the living languages of the universe because the concept of time as something that wasn't fixed was incomprehensible to the inhabitants of the universe. At least, all but him.
Time Lords knew. Gallifrey knew. Once upon a time, in an old gallifreyan lullaby, it was sung about. His language was the only language that fully comprehended the complexity of the shifting nuances of each strand, each invisible strand that connected the universe. These tiny strands... the shifting of the vortex itself, was far more important to the universe than the matter that was held within its grasp.
Or at least, that's what the Doctor was taught. And then the language was lost. Then the war came, and Gallifrey was nothing more than a memory, images flashing by in a mind that hated to remember them. Time-locked. A fixed point in time that could never be changed, erased, even touched. It was as out of sync from the rest of the universe as he'd become.
But he could still see time, and being a Time Lord, he could see it all. He was one of those brilliant beings, now the only one... that could see time for her infinite majesty... and as others had said, her infinite fury. He'd realised long ago that the fury of the Oncoming Storm could well be attributed to the fury of time. Unyielding. Unforgiving. Unstoppable.
Destructive.
And so, so lonely.
So it came as merely a passing shock when the Doctor saw the state of the future in front of him.
Time was always either in flux, or completely and utterly fixed.
This particular moment... this strand... was in a state of flux. In the Doctor's mind, the vortex revealed its secrets; not one strand, but two.
Time was in a state of flux, and there were two possible futures. Normally, there were far more than two options for the future. Either only one possible future, or numbers approaching infinite. Rarely two, but he'd seen so much in his relatively short lifetime that it didn't surprise him.
But this future though, it did surprise him, and it was because one thing was fixed; something he could see as clearly as he could see the DoctorDonna and the human Doctor in front of him, as clearly as he could see Rose Tyler silently watching him, as clearly as he could feel the humming presence of the TARDIS in his mind.
It was to be forever fixed that he, the Doctor, would decide and implement which future would occur.
To have a Time Lord, who was capable of seeing infinity, with the single capacity to change the future, and in such a big way, was almost wrong. Too much like a God... and for some, it would be terrifying. Others would hate this mortal... this mortal with the power of a God.
He would never consider it such though. This was Rose's future... his future... an entanglement of past and future culminating in this one, single decision he had to make – a decision that he knew he would not repeat to anyone or anything, for so long as he lived in the universe. It would later just become one more thing that he would not repeat... another of his secrets... another of his silences.
It would only become so though, when he made his decision.
Both futures glistened as the vortex glistened in his mind.
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Next update will be tomorrow. When I get the chance to go online. This story has been complete – just sitting. Which is why I'm posting it now, so you guys'll know that I'm still around.
Please, review! I love 'em!
~SnowFox3