Some Things Never Go Away (Drabble)

Cool silver metal with a green stone.

No jeweler could place it. They labeled it extraordinary. One labeled it horrific.

Lucy had always liked red. Deep vibrant red. Even now, even after everything that wasn't, she still loved the color. Sometimes, you just can't stop loving, no matter how much you wish you could.

Her nails were red when she picked up the ring. She strokes the red polish over again and again, never removing the old coats.

She used to. She used to do a lot of things. She used to love Harold Saxon. She used to love the Master.

She used to want to save him from the drumming.

Now she can hear drumming. She can feel the drumming when her hand is clasped around the ring.

She can't let it go. She'll never let go.

All she knows is the never-ending drumbeat.

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A/N: Please review