Oh wow. Very happy with that finale.
CLARA STOLE A TARDIS AND FOUND HERSELF A COMPANION AND RAN AWAY. OH MY GOD. I'd even kind of hoped for that after Ashildr first got given the second immortal chip?
Also, wow, Moffat had a *lot* of feelings about how shitty Donna's ending was, huh. The Doctor forgets instead! And it's sad but not tragic, because, well, as another Doctor said to another companion:
I’ll be a story in your head, but that’s okay, because we’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I always meant to take it back.
And there was a Ponds mention, and a great regeneration, and lol Rassilon lol, and cloisters and the Matrix and everything once again coming down to a few people in a room having emotions. I cried in a really good way.
I require all the fic in the world about Clara and Me and their adventures.
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