You said write more…. I can't actually write so umm let's see where this goes…
Angie was in town, when she noticed a familiar face. "CLARA!" she shouted, as she ran over to the petit adult. "Oh my gosh Clara, I haven't seen you in ages! How are you? How is the Doctor? Where have you been?..." Clara looked at Angie, as she kept asking questions. She didn't any one of them. She looked at Angie with her big brown eyes as the hazed over. "Clara?" Was all Clara heard before she collapsed…
Clara woke up in the TARDIS. She jolted up right, and looked around. It was freezing cold like the doors had been left open. She was under the main console, the bit where she remembered the doctor getting the co-ordinates for Trenzalore from her memory. The she heard voices.
Do you actually live up here on a cloud, in a box?
I have done for a long time now.
Clara replayed this in her head as it was going on. She remembered it all. She was about to move when she blacked out…
Clara felt the heat touch her eye lids, as she opened them, blinded by the light that was before her. She could hear someone. A little voice… Merry! She remembered this. The god. Akhaten.
O god of, O god of, O god of Akhaten
Clara realised what was happening. She was going through her time with the Doctor. Awakening all her memories of their time together. A single tear rolled down her cheek. She couldn't do this.
Right, got this all planned out. I shall update ASAP every day, with little bits like this. Is that ok?