There's a world out there that only a privileged few can experience. A world so beautiful that it takes your breath away. A world so dangerous that you can feel the adrenaline rushing through your veins. A world so exhilarating that you never want to stop. A world so brilliant –so fantastic– that you think it will last ever. Across the skies, across the planets, across the galaxies, across time and space and the very essence that keeps the universe turning and spinning and churning. Traveling with the man. Forever.
They say he is like fire and ice. They say he burns in the center of time. They say… he is wonderful.
You never want to stop. You truly believe that this will last forever, because you want it to. He makes you feel wanted, important, fantastic, brilliant. Like there was always a purpose to your life.
But the monsters and him. Seems you cannot have one without the other –just like dreams and nightmares. Except you can escape those, but you can't run away from the horrors of the Doctor.
Found on my USB that I needed to clean out. Written ages ago from when I first started to watch DW.