AN: Hello. Second Doctor-fic. I seem to be finding my feet here. The speech is one they use in Family Of Blood to convince John Smith to change back into The Doctor. I had it on my laptop wallpaper for a while, and have been staring at it for quite some time until this finally happened. I got the last line before the rest. And it's not based on any person in particular. Just pretend 'you' is actually You. Yes you! Reviews are like cyber-cake. I crave them! Thanks!
He is Fire. And Ice. And Rage.
He walks towards you. Countless emotions cloud his face; you notice they fit perfectly together.
He is like the night and the storm in the heart of the Sun.Everything screams 'run', but you equally feel drawn towards him.
He is ancient and forever.
Those eyes, so young but full of knowledge. Older than worlds, younger than everything.
He burns at the centre of time and
He's advancing. You stand your ground. He's compelling.
He can see the turn of the universe.
" Hello. I'm the Doctor." He smiles.
And he is wonderful.
AN: 100 words exactly! A good proper drabble! Review if you feel like it.