The Hierophant

by Dementra

They are scared, sweet Melody, because somewhere out there is a madman in a blue box, my Raggedy Man, my Doctor. And most of all, that madman brings with him the most brilliant and loyal man in the universe. He's called Rory and he's the Last Centurion.

Tarot of the Week

Author's Note: This used to be a chapter-fic, Tarot of the Week, but I decided to separate them since they are not related and are from different categories.

I decided to explain my prompts and thought processes a bit since not everyone knows about tarot cards. There are many ways to read tarot cards. 1) Some prefer using the traditional systems, in which each card has a set meaning, depending on the system and spread used during a reading. Therefore, the interpretations stay the same, regardless of the deck you use. 2) Some use the imagery on the card and derive meaning out of whichever part of the image stands out at the time. Hence, you can get different readings when using the same card from the same deck and countless interpretations if you're using the same card from different decks. 3) Some use mainly intuition or sixth-sense, in which the traditional meanings and imagery do not usually play a part in the reading. In this case, the cards are more like helpful prompts than something absolutely necessary. 4) Others use a combination of the mentioned three. Of course, there are other ways to read tarot cards, but I think those are the four basic methods. For Tarot of the Week, I'm using a combination of 1 and 2.

From what I've found, The Hierophant, or The Pope in some decks, is mainly related to religion, traditions, and the passing down of them. I immediately thought of passing down stories to the next generation; and how that happened several times during Amy and Rory's time with the Eleventh Doctor. From the top of my head, I remember that happening between Amy and baby Melody, the Doctor and Alfie, and the Doctor and young Amelia. So, here's a snippet of a story Amy could've told baby Melody in the precious minutes their captors allowed them to be together.

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Week 3: The Hierophant (Doctor Who)

Amy gazes down at the inquisitive eyes of her precious daughter (those eyes are Rory's but the hair is hers), ignoring the guards stationed around them. (They are there more to prevent the incoming rescue party than to prevent their escape. After all, they're on an asteroid / spaceship, somewhere in space and time. It's not like she can find her way home by herself.)

"They are scared, sweet Melody, because somewhere out there is a madman in a blue box, my Raggedy Man, my Doctor. He is a lonely man, the last of his kind. He is old and kind and can't stand to see children cry. He also can't drive very well. When I was a little girl, I waited for him for twelve years and then for another two years before I finally got to travel across time and space with him. Oh, the adventures he's brought me to. They are exciting, scary, and dangerous. We usually end up running from one danger or another. But, I wouldn't trade those times for the world. We saved a space whale and an android with love and kindness. We faced angels, vampires, and pirates. We gave hope to an artist and restarted the universe.

"And most of all, that madman brings with him the most brilliant and loyal man in the universe. You know how I waited for the Doctor for fourteen years? Well, Melody, this man waited for me for two thousand years. He protected me and braved countless dangers to keep me safe. This man, he's called Rory and he's the Last Centurion. If these people are scared of the Doctor, then they had better be terrified of this man. Because they've taken his wife and his daughter; and he will stop at nothing to get us back."