My Doctor Who fanfiction debut. I believe that this is also the first, first person point of view story I've written, though I could be wrong... .
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who.
I've made a lot of mistakes in my life- a thousand years worth, actually. One would think that I could learn, that I would know better, but they would be incorrect. I never do.
Don't get too human. Don't get too close. Don't eat pears. Don't interfere with fixed points in time. And above all else, don't make the mistake of thinking them invincible.
Why? Because they leave. They always leave. But it's not as of if it's their fault.
Not every creature lives as long as a time lord- certainly not humans, anyway. And no creature, not even the mightiest or the most clever, is infallible. Why should I expect them to be any different? I suppose it is because that's exactly what they are- different.
They are my companions, my best friends- the Most Important Woman in the Whole of Creation, the Girl Who Waited, the Last Centurion... . They've left. They've all left. And everything that set them apart- their loyalty, their bravery, their devotion- are the reasons they couldn't stay.
They grow old. They grow weary. They make sacrifices. They run, they jump. Sometimes they refuse to let go, and sometimes they have no choice. Sometimes they remember, and others forget. But in one way or another, they all vanish.
But I guess that that's one of joys of living for hundreds of years. Watching everyone you love grow tired. Watching as they're torn away. Watching as you fail them. Knowing that you are a forever, and them a brief moment.
It's truly fascinating how those who give me hope are the ones whose fates ultimately destroy me. Yet time after time again, I've neglected to learn from my past. The rules are simple; never allow yourself to believe that they could be immortal.
Clearly, Jack is quite the exception. Anywho, I'd be happy to hear your thoughts! Please review. :)