Race Memory
They tore down the statues because the people no longer needed a half- remembered legend. Tales of Daleks no longer frightened them; mention of the Doctor no longer inspired them.
All too long ago. Part of the dead memory.
But this did not stop the preacher, who knelt by the fountain and wove marvellous adventures through time and space with his words. There were only a few prepared to kneel at his feet and listen to his vivid descriptions of such antiquated concepts as evil and death and despair. Only a few left to wonder why there were no heroes anymore.
They tore down the statues because the people no longer needed a half- remembered legend. Tales of Daleks no longer frightened them; mention of the Doctor no longer inspired them.
All too long ago. Part of the dead memory.
But this did not stop the preacher, who knelt by the fountain and wove marvellous adventures through time and space with his words. There were only a few prepared to kneel at his feet and listen to his vivid descriptions of such antiquated concepts as evil and death and despair. Only a few left to wonder why there were no heroes anymore.