The Elderly Doctor's Lonely Life...
The old Doctor has never felt more alone. Wearing a dark green 3-piece suit he stands, hidden away by sand coloured fortress walls. The hot sun peers over the walls trying to catch a glance. He can hear squeals of delight coming from the metal jungle. The creatures living there growl with a mechanical whir as the children play around them, just like the old Doctor all the creatures want to do is join in. His family stands near by giving shade to the children's parents. Oh how he wants to help as well but the fortress walls keep him locked away. This is the old Doctor's summer day...
The elderly Doctor stands separated from the world. As the childish wind plays with the autumn leaves, he watches the stars, dreaming of a finer life. But alas that is not to be. As he waits for the sun to come back from its daily sleep the elderly Doctor looks at what was left at night. All the playful children have gone home with their shade loving parents. The creatures living in the metal jungle are all quiet as they too were waiting as the day would soon be upon them. The elderly Doctor can hear faint duck laughter as the ducks barely ever slept. His brothers say that the duck are always dancing for bread. This is the elderly Doctor's autumn night...
The aged Doctor stands tall like a glistening sky-scraper, wearing his white winter suit. While the concrete fortress walls protect him, he watches the winter wonderland set out before him. The wispy cool wind dances with snowflakes. He can hear the ducks shivering as they gather for warmth. The young children are all dressed like eskimos as they run around trying to get their less enthusiastic parents with dripping snowballs. The young children are so distracting that the Doctor nearly doesn't see other snowball archers coming in to attack him. This is the aged Doctor's winter day...