An Epilogue, Or Is It A Bridge?
If anyone had peered through the dusty window, they would have seen two men lying, unconscious, on the rough stone floor. They would have seen the taller man with the unruly brown hair sit up, slowly, touching his arms and his face, as though it had been a while since he’d felt them. Then they would have seen him
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You are motivating me, because I was pretty knackered and felt like watching the football and going to bed, but I may write a bit more now.
Emailed you re: some ideas, btw. And a load of other nonsense, but feel free to skim over that ;)
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There's going to be more, right? *puppy-dog eyes*
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Theoretically, yes, there is going to be more. I'm about a third of the way through writing the sequel. I just want to be really happy with it before I post it. I'm not usually a perfectionist, but this one's just bugging me!
Thanks for commenting.
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I'd certainly love to see their first encounter now that they've changed back to their Time Lord selves. Will the Doctor manage to get his body back? How will they react to the memories of John and Harry and what the two human men shared?
A while ago I also read The Road To... and found the story equally enjoyable. Doctor/Master or rather Ten/Simm!Master is my fave pairing in this fandom and it is always a delight to see people writing this pairing, especially long and involved stories! :o)
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This one was so much fun to write, but I ran out of inspiration pretty much immediately I started writing the sequel. Once they stopped being human and cute, I couldn't think what to do with it. The whole thing's built on one or two cute scenes in my mind.
I still intend to finish it, but like most of my projects, it will probably be long after everyone else has stopped caring. But lovely feedback like this is a great motivator, so I'll have another look at my draft today and see if lightning strikes!
Thanks!
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Re-reading the beginning of the story where they're still their normal Time Lord selves, I found the following passages to be especially intriguing:
“And every time you try to save me, and fail, you push me further away, closer to the edge. So you should really know: everything I’ve done, everything I am … it’s all because of you.”
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But one aspect of humanity appealed, strongly. To have a smaller sense of time, to stop seeing everything as a cog in the great machine of eternity …
That, he thought, was why being here with the Master was driving him so close to desperation. The past they shared was so long, and great, that they were trapped beneath the weight of it, caught in the same patterns, over and over …
The past was so large and strong it had bound their limbs and hidden their eyes, preventing them from ever finding their way to the future.
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By the end of the third day, he was at breaking point. When the boredom settled in, ( ... )
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