The Beginning

They are exiles
The old man and his granddaughter
Travelling through the Time Vortex
They have left Gallifrey
The old man, not content
With merely observing
Has stolen a TARDIS
Has fled with his granddaughter
Into space and time
Many adventures await
He will meet many people
Face many foes
Daleks, Cybermen, Sontarans
And countless others
Too numerous to name
He will visit many planets
But will develop a fondness for one in particular
A small, rocky planet
Third from its sun
Home to the human race
The race he will later call his "favourite species"
But all this is in his future
This is just the beginning