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Title: Fear
Character/Pairing: Doc 10/Rose,
Setting: none really, no spoilers at all
Rating: All ages
Summary: drabble-ish
Disclaimer:Based on characters owned and created by BBC, used without permission
Author's Notes: When the words wake you in the middle of the night and demand to be written down this is what you get.
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Character/Pairing: Doc 10/Rose,
Setting: none really, no spoilers at all
Rating: All ages
Summary: drabble-ish
Disclaimer:Based on characters owned and created by BBC, used without permission
Author's Notes: When the words wake you in the middle of the night and demand to be written down this is what you get.
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"Sometimes," she says into the darkness, "I'm afraid."
He's not certain she is addressing him precisely or if he's meant to hear. Her words fall like pebbles into an abyss.
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Fear, he thinks, is a paradox; the greatest of all, perhaps. So many wrongs come of it. How many have found that fighting to prevent a feared outcome only caused it to happen sooner? Or that preventing one fearful occurrence only brings about something far worse?
He resists turning the mirror inward. It is easier to stand at a distance, judging others and their actions. Who will tell him that he is wrong - that he is the same? He had thought it grief that drives him. Now he sees that it is fear - and he breaks a little more.
***
"Sometimes," she tells him, in the darkness, "I'm afraid." Her voice, steady and calm, holds the weight of universes.
"Sometimes," he responds, "so am I."
He's not certain she is addressing him precisely or if he's meant to hear. Her words fall like pebbles into an abyss.
Fear, he thinks, is a paradox; the greatest of all, perhaps. So many wrongs come of it. How many have found that fighting to prevent a feared outcome only caused it to happen sooner? Or that preventing one fearful occurrence only brings about something far worse?
He resists turning the mirror inward. It is easier to stand at a distance, judging others and their actions. Who will tell him that he is wrong - that he is the same? He had thought it grief that drives him. Now he sees that it is fear - and he breaks a little more.
"Sometimes," she tells him, in the darkness, "I'm afraid." Her voice, steady and calm, holds the weight of universes.
"Sometimes," he responds, "so am I."
