effulgentpoet:

she’s seen every episode. on purpose. (a moodboard for every show i watch)

DOCTOR WHO (1963-)

He never raised his voice. That was the worst thing. The fury of the
Time Lord. And then we discovered why. Why this Doctor, who had fought
with gods and demons, why he’d run away from us and hidden. He was being
kind. He wrapped my father in unbreakable chains, forged in the heart
of a dwarf star. He tricked my mother into the event horizon of a
collapsing galaxy to be imprisoned there forever. He still visits my
little sister once a year, every year. I wonder if one day he might
forgive her, but there she is, can you see? He trapped her inside a
mirror. Every mirror. As for me, I was suspended in time, and the Doctor
put me to work standing over the fields of England as their protector.
We wanted to live forever, so the Doctor made sure that we did.

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