Parallel worlds

Rose sat on the wall where she, in a world so alike yet so different from this, often had been with the doctor. She missed him. She missed him terribly. And sitting on the wall she could almost imagine that he was standing beside her as he used to. Maybe, in a parallel world, he was.

The doctor stood in front of the wall where he so often had been with Rose. He missed her. He missed her terribly. And standing in front of the wall he could almost imagine that she was sitting beside her as she used to. Maybe, in a parallel world, she was.