Loss; The Heaviest Burden One Has To Carry
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celebratinguniquenessTitle: Loss; The Heaviest Burden One Has To Carry
Fandom: Doctor Who
Author:celebratinguniqueness
Characters/Pairings: The Doctor
Rating: G
Spoilers: None at all!
Summary: His losses seemed to pile up over the centuries of living.
Word Count: 188
Notes: This was written forjuliet316 's prompt, 'Doctor Who, Any!Doctor, the losses piled up over the centuries.' on ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fic_promptly .
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. Everyone belongs to BBC... sadly I am just borrowing them!
Loss is a heavy burden for someone to bare alone. The weight is heavy on one's shoulders and and one's heart. Loss of people bares it teeth and shows no mercy, haunting them with faces and voices until their existence is no more.
The Doctor is no stranger to loss. He knows better than anyone that it begins to pile up. To weigh you down, yet he still travels, trying to escape the never ending spiral of darkness that seems to always find a way to creep up on him and try to envelope him tightly in its arms. He knew he would run out of steam one day, that he would have to stop running and wait for that darkness to eat away at him until he was nothing but a shell standing in a TARDIS, no heart left and no soul.
The losses piled up over the centuries, but for now he would continue running, trying to push away those faces and voices until his time came when he had to surrender.
Surrender to all of his demons, hiding in the dark corners of his mind.
Fandom: Doctor Who
Author:
celebratinguniqueness Characters/Pairings: The Doctor
Rating: G
Spoilers: None at all!
Summary: His losses seemed to pile up over the centuries of living.
Word Count: 188
Notes: This was written for
juliet316 's prompt, 'Doctor Who, Any!Doctor, the losses piled up over the centuries.' on fic_promptly .Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. Everyone belongs to BBC... sadly I am just borrowing them!
Loss is a heavy burden for someone to bare alone. The weight is heavy on one's shoulders and and one's heart. Loss of people bares it teeth and shows no mercy, haunting them with faces and voices until their existence is no more.
The Doctor is no stranger to loss. He knows better than anyone that it begins to pile up. To weigh you down, yet he still travels, trying to escape the never ending spiral of darkness that seems to always find a way to creep up on him and try to envelope him tightly in its arms. He knew he would run out of steam one day, that he would have to stop running and wait for that darkness to eat away at him until he was nothing but a shell standing in a TARDIS, no heart left and no soul.
The losses piled up over the centuries, but for now he would continue running, trying to push away those faces and voices until his time came when he had to surrender.
Surrender to all of his demons, hiding in the dark corners of his mind.
