Those left behind always dream.
They dream about the worlds and times they had seen, the strangely familiar, the wildly different.
They dream about the people and places, the beautiful, the terrible.
They dream of the dangers and the running, the never-ceasing, the heart-pounding.
They dream of the excitement and the wonder, the magical, the eye-widening.
They dream of the Tardis, the blue, the sound.
And most importantly, they dream of the Doctor, the wonderfully terrifying, the brilliantly crazy.
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