A short but powerful gen story to start my week:
Rating: All Ages
Word count: 864
Author’s summary: Ninth Doctor, Pre-series, for the Ninth Doctor Ficathon.
Characters/Pairings: Ninth Doctor
Reason for recommendation: The summary for this story really doesn’t provide us with much of a reason to read it, but trust me: this story needs to be read. dave7 was prompted with a haunted abbey, the ocean, new shoes, and what he does with these is truly wonderful. We have Nine, immediately post-Time War, immediately post-regeneration. From the very first line, I was struck with an image that brought me to a skidding halt:
The Doctor lands the TARDIS on the edge of a beach, somewhere, on a planet he isn’t sure exists any more.
And so it continues. In a very short piece, typical of this writer’s economy with words, we’re given a picture of a man who has no idea who or what he is any more, what kind of universe he’s in - or how much of the universe he’s known all his lives is even left. Read it. It’ll haunt you.
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