This went a little more depressing, than I might have intended.
December 6th - Peace
The Doctor looked over the edge of the cliff. It was peaceful here, and very, very quiet. The Doctor's face was serious with the corner's of his mouth turned down. The cliff looked over a small town. It was Christmas down there, and it might have brought him joy, had he not just said goodbye to a dear friend. But he knew his friend was at peace now. True Christmas peace should have been a wonderful thing, right? The Doctor turned from the view over the Christmas town and walked back the TARDIS. He patted her and gave a small smile. His TARDIS, and he knew he would always have her.