clara/twelve fic: but we’re so happy [2/3]

twelveclara: Nobody has ever kissed her like this in her entire life; she swears she’s spent years building up to this, decades, millenniums. Somewhere, a star is dying and a galaxy is being born and her head is a black hole; in every other dimension a version of her stops and takes in a breath, …

“You were the one I wanted most to stay. But time could not be kept at bay. The more it goes, the more it’s gone – the more it takes away.” – Poem by Lang Leav, prompt for Twelve about Clara

antennapedia: Sixty-two years. Sixty-two years is an entire lifetime for many humans. Sixty-two years is an eyeblink for a Time Lord in one mental mode. It is an eternity for a Time Lord who has slowed down his perception of time so that he might savor every last one of the seconds of those sixty-two …