Burned
Disclaimer: Doctor who probably doesn't belong to a girl still in school.
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The Doctor watches as Gallifrey burns. A one-shot, 'cause I'm brill at angst. Lol, JK. First uploaded fic, so don't be too harsh.
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He stood on the edge,
(of sanity, of life?)
and watched as the flames destroyed his world.
And it burned.
Long enough that the Cities
(with their spires and splendour, encased in their crystal domes)
were consumed.
Long enough that the Forests
(with their silver leaves that glinted in the golden suns)
were ravaged.
Long enough that his Home
(with the red grass and the burnt-orange skies)
was turned into ashes, drifting among the stars.
And in the back of his mind, he heard the screams of his people as they burned as well.
A solitary tear
(like him)
made it's way down his face as everything he had ever really been certain of burned.
He walked back into his TARDIS, who was just as alone as he.
And he burned.
But not for long enough.
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What do you think? Love it, hate it? Should this fic be burned as well?