an- so this started as an eleventh doctor character study, and then it evolved into this mess. enjoy.
disclaimer: not my characters
Existence is a simple thing, and it is all she knows. There are no beginnings or ends; no past, present, or future, only existence. Everything happens at once, and there is no such thing as death. A person who has been alive is alive, or was alive at some point, hence making them still alive. That is how it makes sense to her.
At some points (as time is far too broad of a term, time is meaningless in this situation,) she will see her Thief with Susan, so new, so young, so unprepared. The next memory she may receive is of her Thief arguing with the Pretty One or flirting with her daughter or laughing with the Impossible One. Some-points, she will see Miss Grant smiling, DoctorDonna laughing, anything and everything.
Sometimes her Thief is dying, reforming, but that isn't often.
Twelve times, it happened/happens/will-happen. Thirteen Thieves.
There are complications in existence sometimes, a significant one being the Pretty One, but time is a complicated being, even for a machine that can see all of it, at once, forever.
It is very difficult to comprehend mourning, to comprehend death, until when she sees all of her sisters dead on House.
It is still hard to comprehend. Her Thief mourns for those he has lost, but they are still there, they will always be there somehow.
Everything is complicated. She has seen birth, she has seen death, and one day, she will die, as everything does, and it will be terrible, but her death is something she has seen, and it will not happen for a very long time, and she does not comprehend death for this reason.
She will outlive her Thief, but just barely.
She is a part of the legends, not recognized as anything but a device of transportation, but anyone who knows of her so well to be able to tell a proper story would know that she is the hero, although, she may as well be the villain. Perspectives, in the same way as times or tenses or death, are difficult to comprehend.
The hero is determined as the one who saves those who are alike to the story's audience. Not those who are not to hear the story. Stories are never ending, so they are bound to end up in the hands of those who are not intended to hear them.
So maybe, she always thinks, she is the villain, and so is her Thief.
Seeing everything at once is not hard for her. It is normal as a human's heartbeat, slowly drumming as a force of life.
Everything at once keeps her alive, and she is perfectly satisfied with living.
She is always running, she has been running for her whole life, even longer than her Thief, and she will never, ever, not even after millennia of travelling to even the dullest of places, stop.
And as she sits on a street, leaving everything, she will only begin again. Death cannot be comprehended.
closing notes- so, then, the snowmen was fantastic. quick guide to companions mentioned without their actual names used.
the impossible one is clara/oswin/whoever-the-hell-she-is, the pretty one is, as established in canon, rory.
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-bee