Amy's Choice (Broken)
I wish that the Dream Lord had a physical form. I wish I could rip him to shreds for the pain he has caused my Doctor, my little family of young, innocent humans. I want to break him, but I can't. Because he, no matter his faults, is my Doctor. And I can't ever bring myself to harm my Doctor, no matter what. I don't even think I could harm the Valeyard, if I had to.
My Doctor told me the horrors of the evening, because I was stuck in reality unable to understand them. In the first dream, I was dead and my humans were helpless. The nightmare, my Doctor told me. The other world involved my Doctor being alone again, but his companions being happy and expecting. He protests constantly that the ice-star was the nightmare, but I'm not so sure. Would he rather put humans in danger and kill me just to have company, or would he rather be alone but his humans happy. I sincerely hope the first world was the nightmare.
I'm glad I wasn't there to see the outcome of the second world. To see Rory killed, and Amy pushed to her breaking point. To see her break my Doctor's hearts and soul with those six words.
