After countless years, and many regenerations, he still waits for her to astonish him once more.
Written for a prompt from Timepetalsprompts, over on Tumblr: astonish.
This one was a battle: the words wouldn't come and I actually cried in frustration. But then, this got written and I think I'm happy enough with it, introspective angst that it is!
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After countless years, and many regenerations, he still waits for her to astonish him once more.
Rose Tyler.
The woman who returned to him, time and again, refusing to concede defeat, even when facing insurmountable odds.
The woman who always found a way to be there to hold his hand, even after he had long since given up hope of ever again feeling her fingers lacing with his.
The woman who had never renounced her promise of forever.
He would love her always.
And if she would only astonish him one last time, he would never again send her away.
