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OLD
Oh, but he was so old.
It was as if he could feel the years grinding away in his bones. They were there: constant, certain, weighted. Wearing him down.
And these humans, they didn't realise just how much more than them he was. Their lifetime was only his childhood; it hardly seemed worth comparing the two!
And yet, he was ready to give his life for them. This stupid, ignorant, proud race of people was worth more to him than his own existence.
But that was okay, he knew. Sometimes I think that Timelords live too long. That was right.
Anna