*I love Doctor Who and this episode to death! I came up with this girl because this episode changed the way I looked at stautues for my life! Go Doctor!
You may notice my POV's changes with young and old in future chapters. Old is Eirika looking back, and young is Eirika just after, like a recent thing. You'll catch on.*
*Old Eirika's POV*
The day I figured out my role in the universe changed me, as anyone's role should, forever.
My name is Eirika Nightingale.
I had a fondness for photography, like my dear late mother, Sally.
I was snooping about in her room, after her sudden death, and came upon an unlabeled file.
It conatined nothing but one slip of paper, which contained an address I can not remember now, writing this.
My young curiousity was unbearable, and I vaguely remember packing a bare backpack with my camera, a notebook, water, an apple, and other silly youthful things.
Now, I had thought that this was an address of someone she had wanted to go see, like an old friend, a relative, maybe even a psychaitrist.
My memory is quite clear from then on, simply for it's relevance.
I do not wish to put this on a computer, for anyone could read this, which could be awfully disastrous.
My tale of this document ends here.
I have risked enough by what I have put already, so be careful in sharing information.
Sincerely,
Eirika Nightingale Averys
